FYI

Well, here I sit, in Provo, on the eve before the eve of my departure. I have been babysitting my most wonderful nephew, who, by the way, is the most perfect thing on the face of this earth. Seriously.
I have been "single" again this past week, (meaning Christian has been in Logan, and I am currently flying solo) and I have realized a bit about myself. I stress. I worry. I let little things get to me. I feel like this past few days has been one chaotic event, extending over 62 hours. I need to clean our apartment, get my hair cut, shower, return things at Target, go to work, shower, drop off things to a friends house, get Christian his wallet, and SHOWER. To name a few. As I was running errands for work, Christian happened to call me. I was nicely exclaiming things that needed to be done, and how over whelmed I was; he was just nicely listening, and just saying, "I love you." And I thought of something. He keeps me balanced. He keeps me leveled. And I do the same for him. He registers for classes now. He shows up to places on time (mostly). He calls when he is going to be late. I stop and admire sunflowers, even when I need to be doing other things. I am more patient with people.
There is my sappy "I miss my husband, and can't wait to be with him again" post.