August 18, 2009
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The airport
I have never been on the dropping off and leaving side of airports. I have always been on the "see you later" and the "I'll be home soon" side of things. I guess I never realized how hard it is to take someone you love to the airport when you know you won't be seeing them in a week after vacation is over. I won't be seeing him for the next 3 and 1/2 months... It's so hard to think of him being gone for so long. I suppose that when he's here it just feels like he's always been here. I just melt in him every time I see him and hold him.
We've had one very hard day. We were both grumpy about the impending absence of each other, started cuddling, only to erupt in tears the minute we didn't have something to say. We were trying so hard to just let it go and really hope that it would be over if we woke up bright and early the next day. What hurts worse is that I know I could go and be with him right now, right up until he boarded that plane and flew away. The hard part is that I know once he is on that place, he's off to a foreign country where I can't surprise visit or text every two seconds. The battel over the seven hour time difference begins again. With school starting soon for me and his teaching starting for him over there... It will be hard to coordinate times when we can both talk on the phone or even online.It sucks having to wait 3 and 1/2 months to see him again when I should be able to see him right now, but I can't be picky. I suppose I'll have the rest of my life to make sure he never leaves for this long again.
