Insomnia

So, I have not writing the past few days. They have been pretty hard but also good.
Joey left on Wednesday at 12:07. After a few rough days of no sleep,aggravation,and lots of water he finally took his oath and headed out on the bus to the airport. The drive back from Fort Gillem was hard, I drove as fast and as hard as I could away from that place. I was able to speak to him a few more times that day. At the Atlanta airport as well as in Chicago. We talked about the silliest things and he tried to keep me laughing as much as possible. Even though I was hiding the crying as quiet as I could. He told me he loved me and couldn't wait to get back home.We both knew that it would be a while but the sound of it just sounded so pleasing at that moment.

Today, my family and I moved us out of our first apartment. Without him being there was a difficult task but family being there made the day go by faster. Mom setup my room and I will soon be going to sleep (if Lucy will stop snoring anytime soon) As well as the fact of me driving to Florida in the morning.I am passing Lucy over to Debbie and having a little mini vacation. This last step,of letting Lucy go will tear me up inside for a while. I have never bonded with a pet as much as her.Silly to say but true. She loves being around me and I know it. I will be feeling even more lost without her around when he is gone.

Not having him sleeping beside me is weird. VERY weird. Being together so much in such a little amount of time and having it all taken away is an ever harder situation to deal with. Moving in with him was the best thing I have ever done.His pillow is my pillow now
(It's a large statistic now that young couples like ourselves, usually break up within the first year of living together.It has now been 2 1/2 years. Guess we broke that mold.)

I forget that he is gone and thinking he is going to call or come into the room at any moment.Throughout the day I think what he is doing,what he has eaten today,how tired he is and if he misses home. I jump to my phone now,just knowing that he will be calling. I know it wont be for another 2-3 weeks,but I still do. I miss him.
A lot.
I should be receiving a letter from him within a week or two. I think I will frame it just because I will be so happy to at least know what's going on with him. I just have to keep in mind that he is a big boy and he is not only doing this for him,but for us.



Day 3 and making it.