This stinks.
I mean, Christmas was amazing. Could not ask for anything better.
But just like that, it's over, husband is gone, and now all I can do is wait.
I could move next week.
Or 3 months from now.
I have no holidays, birthdays, events, or anything to put in front of me to work towards.
It is now my very least favorite time of year, when I am over the snow and look outside and long for the sunshine and hot, hot summer days.
It's a new normal, and something to adjust to. And I knew that. And I know. And everything will be great. It's better now than 10 days ago. We can talk and text everyday. Amazing. And this next step is going to be great. But it's the waiting to get to that point that is killing me.
So now I need to find my happy things to do. And hope the wait isn't too long.
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