Sixteen.
Our little family.
Things have been kind of rough the past couple weeks. There's been a whole lot going on. Probably the best way to describe how I've been feeling lately is probably "depressed." It's just a funk I'm sure because I'm feeling a ton better after waking up this morning. I'm so grateful and lucky to have such an amazing and supportive family. My man is so amazing and is trying his hardest to make me feel good, I am so lucky for him, SO, SO, SO, SO, SO, SO VERY lucky for him. I love him with every single ounce of being inside me, he is my rock, and I can honestly tell you I don't know what I'd do or what I ever did without him. Every day that passes makes it a day closer until I can be with him again. In just 3 little days it'll be exactly a month until he is finally here with me. I am so excited, it's so hard being so far away from him. Anyone who can be in a long distance relationship like us, I have so much more respect for. Sometimes I see my friends in relationships where they treat their partner like dirt or take them for granted, well; I can tell you one thing if I can tell you anything at all; you have no idea how angry it makes me to see that happening right before my eyes. I would give anything to be with Patrick, but I can't be. How these couples can take one another for granted is beyond me. I love Patrick. There is nothing in this world I would like more, than Patrick. I love him. I love him. I love him. I can't express to you enough how much I love him and it's so frustrating. It's been 51 days since I've last seen him, since I've last kissed him, since I've gotten to look into his eyes and tell him I love him. I CAN'T WAIT for this next month to fly by, I can't wait to be in his arms again. I'm so in love with you Patrick W. McCallahan.