and I love him...
i have missed family, friends, even animals, but missing Ken has been incredible hard. when he does visit I have to pinch myself just to make sure that it is real, it feels like a dream, just us in our own world, watching movies, talking about whatever, having a laugh, just being together, no disagreements just talking without barriers. I beleve this is the first time I have cried in front of him at the airport, it becomes so difficult each time, and he hates to see me cry, but he must leave, school waits, family waits, our time will return, sometimes it just doesnt feel soon enough.