40 days.

it's happening. it's happening.  after 10 very long months, a. is coming home.  in forty days!  the anticipation of it's killing me.  after our trip to costa rica, i figured the rest of the time would fly by- after all, it's summertime and work really picks up for me.  

and i was right, time has flown, but honestly, it wasn't as easy as i had hoped.  it's like waiting for christmas morning: you're filled with anticipation, excitement and joy, and the night seems to take forever & you wonder if time has stopped- will santa ever arrive?  now we're waiting for our christmas in september and time has reached a low crawl.  but if there's one thing you can always count on, it's time.  it will always come- and there's no stopping it.  

with time comes change, and with a. comes autumn.  over these last few weeks of summer, i'm going to do my very best to enjoy this time alone.  i've reached a point where i'm done being alone.  doing things solo.  being an i instead of a we.  and in forty days, all that will change.  so, while i anxiously await his homecoming, i'm going to embrace these last few challenges knowing this will be the last time, in a long time, that a deployment will pull us away from one another.