Nov 10, 2005 12:00
Luke is going to Louisiana to help rebuild and fix the cities. He'll be gone for two weeks, and either we're going down for Thanksgiving..or he's coming back home. Then he can choose whether or not to stay there, and be there until Christmas, then come home, then leave again until Spring.
Why, when things are finally getting better, does life throw me a curve ball and expect me to be able to hit it and get a home run? It's not going to happen.
I've spent the last 2 days crying over this, because he leaves on Saturday night. Saturday night I was supposed to have a bonfire to go to and a concert. But now I'll just be saying goodbye to the one I love.
I don't know how I'll be able to function without him. I know it sounds silly, but for the past year of my life, I have been able to drive 20 minutes to see him, or vice versa. Now, he'll be a day away.
His parents brought up me going to college and how it'll be similar. Do they not realize that I'll only be 3 hours away...and in Ohio, while he'll be a day's drive away..in another state. This upsets me to no end.
I really need some friends during the next two weeks...especially on the weekends. Please...help me.