Two weeks have passed since my love left. In some ways things are getting a bit easier. I am not going to my phone everytime I think of him, just to realize I can't call him. I am adjusting to sleeping without him by my side. I am thinking of him less and less through out the day (he's still on my mind quite often, just not every min). Now, this is two fold. On one hand, it feels better to be adjusting, and on the other....I don't want to beable to live without him! I got a letter from him today, ha! I felt like I did when we were teenagers and I would here that "you've got mail!" when I would sign online. I mean, there was no text messaging, we didn't even have cell phones. Aaah the feelings of love;) I remeber this one time, we went on a youth retreat to the poconos. I snuck into his room and left a packet of crackers on his pillow, we then proceeded to leave the crackers for eachother throughout the trip. Now, he apparently kept the packet cuz he sent it to me in the mail, all crunched up and worn. My mom said to me " do you like Bon?" I would say "no, we are just good friends." Ha these little things made me love him little by little. He also had a collection of my pens he would routinely steal from me at youth group..yeah I found those just before we got married, as we were cleaning out his room at his parents. I know it sounds stalkerish, but it meant he actually was truly interested in me and... whatever..i thought it was sweet;)
6 more weeks!!
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