Day 1

After a miserable morning of "good-bye" and a day of more tears than I've shed in years, I crashed into bed last night with dreams of J's return and prayers than God will build a long,long-distance relationship on a solid foundation. I woke up this morning as any other day, and as you should expect: Life continued on with or without me today. Fortunately, I had the strength to peel myself off my pillow and go on with my day as I would've before. Deja vu set in, taking me back just 2 short weeks, as my first thought as I got out of bed was "Check Facebook". I grabbed J's fleece (for warmth and security) and hustled down the steps to log-in to what will be my relationship for the next 4 months. It was there! I can't express my excitement. That little 1 that holds so much happiness and hope. Is it him? Or is it some silly virus or group notification? I lingered hesitantly before I clicked, afraid of the disappointment and sobs that might follow. I wouldn't want to wake my mother, asleep on the couch, as she has her own cross to bear today-- Dad being gone until March 27 for his AT. There it was though, his handsome face beside a message starting with "Hey Gorgeous..." Oh, how I'll miss hearing those words these next few months. He'd made it safe to Europe and would be headed "East" shortly. J's sweet words flood the page and a smile creeps across my face. This and my happiness in the Lord will get me through this day... Day 1... The first of many to come.