Gone.Going.Gone.
I’m not good at farewells, or goodbyes. Even if I know that I will surely see these people again, the thought of being separated for a time leaves you feeling empty and wishing that all the people you love would just follow you around everywhere.
Bryce left today for Oklahoma, he will be there for about three months, and then he will go straight to Hawaii to begin his contract with the FAA. And all the while, I’ll be stuck in Las Vegas, pounding away at school, trying to hurry and finish.
Today, as he starts his journey, we are both in agreement that we want the year to pass by fast. We want time to be kind to the both of us, to allow us the courage to endure the year. A year from now, we will look back on this time as the period in which we grew the most, as individuals, and as a couple. I hope that he knows, as he drives far away, that he has my whole heart going with him. That I’ll wait for him, and that we will live happily ever after sooner than he thinks.
