I can’t believe it’s finally day 16! One more night until I get to see Jason again. It feels almost surreal. Had it really been 16 days, because some parts of it are a blur, and I’d even been counting the number of nights every single day (must be due to my aging memory)!
So, I’m going to the airport tomorrow, and I am stoked! It’s actually kinda strange because there was never a moment of doubt that I loved him, but honestly, especially being married, you don’t realize this intense longing until they are out of your grasp everyday (See previous blog about absence making the heart grow fonder (Day 8). Okay, I will stop sapping you out.
As hard as it was, I am thankful for the time we had apart. I got to spend quality time with my family and some old friends that I had not seen in awhile. I was able to experience my friends meet their child for the first time through adoption. And I learned about myself, other people, emotions, faith, and grace, among many other things. Well, I wish I had more time to explain about those things, but the sooner I go to sleep, the sooner it’ll be tomorrow so I shall wonderfully drift off to sleep…
