Getting there

i reached for you this morning
woke up with empty arms
once again it's sinking in
how far away you are
i still pour two cups of coffee
and tell you all about my dreams
this kitchen's way to quiet
you should still be here with me

i still call your mom on sunday
it's good to hear her voice
she always tells me that same story
about her stubborn little boy
and i kept your favorite tshirt
you know the one i used to hate
ain't it funny how it's the one thing i
i just can't throw away

she comes with me on your birthday
little flowers in her hands
she's always known there's something missing
but to young to understand
and someday she's going to ask me
what kind of man you were
i'll tell her all the ways i loved you
and all of you i see in her

and even though i cry like crazy
even though it hurts so bad
i'm thankful for the love god gave me
and she's the perfect way to make it last
learning how to live without you
baby i don't want you to
but even with you gone
love lives on yeah


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This song is so beautiful. I always tear up when I hear it. The days are getting lower and lower. I'm so excited. It's about four weeks now. 32 days to be exact. Can you believe that? lol I feel like I'm dreaming.

You know he's going to miss another Halloween? This is the fourth October in our entire relationship and the third one in a row that we're going to be apart. It's actually a little odd. It's not a big deal I guess. I'm working this Halloween, so I won't even get to do the whole Trick or Treating thing. It's alright. I don't really care. I hope that he's home for Thanksgiving though. That would be so amazing.
This Thursday is the Ice Cream Social for Jordans Unit. I'm going of course, there's free Ice cream, but I'm still a little nervous. I know I met some of the ladies during the brief, I still feel surprisingly vulnerable when I arrive at these things all alone. It's so much easier when Jordan is lost right along with me. I like having his hand to hold. It helps me feel like no matter how out of place I feel, I will always belong right next to him, so I'm not really out of place at all. It sounds a little naivet and silly, but I can't help it.