It still seems so far away, yet so close at the same time.
I keep catching myself planning the outfit I will wear to the airport. It's worst before I fall asleep.
I'm so ready to touch him, to feel his face under my fingertips.
The last month has been particularly challenging. We have some touchy family drama to confront before we can really start enjoying R&R. I'll be glad when it's over.
Luckily, I'll be pretty busy over the next week so maybe the days will fly by.
I have two finals to tackle. Tomorrow night I'll hang out with my friend Jana. Saturday we're going out for Mother's Day. Early next week I'll clean clean clean. Wednesday Mom and I are getting pedicures and massages (!!!). And then I'll just be waiting for that phone call with the magical flight information.
Three years ago Brian was home for R&R from Iraq. Three whole years. Where did the time go?
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