I didn't try to count the days til he left.
I didn't count the days once he left.
not all the time.
I mean 30 days after he was gone, at some point on that day I remember thinking to myself...
"we survived the first month"
I couldnt bring myself to try to even really determine a halfway mark...
so at Christmas when he said we have passed that....
it was a blessing.
it is almost the month he will come home.
almost 6 weeks earlier than originally planned.
and I am counting our blessings.
we are keeping busy
making paper chains
and banners to celebrate his homecoming...
which is soon...
but not too soon.
and I am really trying not to count.
because the days could change.
but it is a season of excitement
for being together