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Tim left yesterday... ten weeks. I keep telling myself to remember that the first three days are the hardest, but it doesn't seem to be helping. My puppy came yesterday, just in time for Tim to see her for a few hours before he had to leave. She is adorable (what 8 week old black lab puppy isn't?!). I wanted to post pictures tonight but mom is asleep and I can't find the digital camera that we took them on anywhere. I'll post tomorrow after work.
I thought being engaged and having the puppy would make this summer a little easier with the whole long distance thing. So far it hasn't really made a difference. I still miss him the most at night and I still cry every time I hang up the phone with him after we pray. Hopefully starting work and school along with training the puppy will simply make me too busy to notice much. I can already tell that my original plan of going five weeks isn't going to happen, so hopefully God will provide a way for me to visit him twice this summer instead of just once.
I hung out with Dylan today. He looked great and I remembered how much fun we have together. I love him so much, but as we both get older his lifestyle begins to scare me more and more. He's like family to me, I've known him for more then half of my life... I'm afraid for him. Afraid for him now and for the future. I simply don't know what to say or do but love him. I hope and pray God uses that and gives me wisdom.
I should get some sleep, I have work early tomorrow and I'm sure Sofia will wake me up before then to go potty. I'll post pictures tomorrow. Also, I haven't forgotten about my question post, I'll talk about that sometime soon too. Love.
I thought being engaged and having the puppy would make this summer a little easier with the whole long distance thing. So far it hasn't really made a difference. I still miss him the most at night and I still cry every time I hang up the phone with him after we pray. Hopefully starting work and school along with training the puppy will simply make me too busy to notice much. I can already tell that my original plan of going five weeks isn't going to happen, so hopefully God will provide a way for me to visit him twice this summer instead of just once.
I hung out with Dylan today. He looked great and I remembered how much fun we have together. I love him so much, but as we both get older his lifestyle begins to scare me more and more. He's like family to me, I've known him for more then half of my life... I'm afraid for him. Afraid for him now and for the future. I simply don't know what to say or do but love him. I hope and pray God uses that and gives me wisdom.
I should get some sleep, I have work early tomorrow and I'm sure Sofia will wake me up before then to go potty. I'll post pictures tomorrow. Also, I haven't forgotten about my question post, I'll talk about that sometime soon too. Love.