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I just came back from the airport and I don't think I've ever been so sad. Of course, I can't stand in the security line with him so it was a long, drawn out goodbye. I watched him weaving around the line for over 30 minutes, looking back to check to see if I was okay. I have to say, watching him say bye to PJ and seeing his face disappear in a sea of people were the two hardest parts of this morning. Three months won't be too bad........ I hope. There are a million things I'm thinking about, but overall... I'm sure we will be fine. He's right. This will definitely be one of the biggest tests for us... and I think we'll do just fine. Me? I'll be fine, I think. I just need to keep busy. This three month separation might be good motivation for a new thing I'm trying. I'm on week 2... and so far, week 1 showed great results. I just need to keep it up.
I miss you.
I miss you.