This week has been an absolute whirlwind of emotions. It's no wonder I feel exhausted, aside from being at Kindergarten all day of course. A month ago at this time I was SO excited. It was my last night of work for the summer and I was beaming with joy. So much that people were even like what is your deal. The next day I was hopping a plane to Washington. Everything was good in life. A month later and here I am having to still wait another 3 almost 4 months. Most days I'm alright with it, some days I really struggle. The days that I struggle usually fall on the weekends because 1. That was our time. 2. I rarely get to talk with him and 3. I'm finally not overly busy to the point of not being able to even think straight. Although, this weekend is halfway over and I'm doing pretty darn good thanks to a couple of good friends who let me talk about it, but don't let me dwell in it. They help keep me busy and help keep my spirits high and I cannot thank them enough for it. I feel like this is one of the hardest things I've had to do in my life (I'm sure in 10 years it'll seem like a drop in the bucket, but for now it is.) I know I couldn't do it without friends to help me along the way. I'm already learning a lot about myself and our relationship through the whole experience and I think that is a good thing. I think our time apart is making us stronger together in the long run. That's what I tell myself anyway ;)

That was a scrambled mess, but that's just about how my head operates these days...