As expected.

Today was basically what I expected to happen. I laid in bed all day missing him. I checked my FB messages and emails constantly. My phone never left my side, because I was scared I would miss a call, e-mail, message, or a text. This is going to sound so cliche, but my heart, body, and mind doesn’t feel the same without him. I feel weak without him. I just miss his presence. I miss having him by my side.

I just want/need him home, but I know that that won’t happen for awhile. And wanting/needing him home for good won’t happen for several more years.

Here’s to the wait and to my blog being the only thing thay will keep me sane.