So, in exactly two weeks I will be in San Antonio, and I am so excited that its getting closer to me seeing my boy :) ....But for some reason, the past week has been SO much harder for me. It was really hard on me the first week he left.... and then i was fine...and now Ive been crying at night and missing him even more. Maybe its because I know Im so close to seeing him. I really think its starting to get hard on me though because im getting all excited about going to see him...but its only for a weekend, and part of me doesnt want to accept the fact that things arent going back to how they were before he left, i dont want to accept that im still going to be alone at night or that hes not going to be coming home this summer for dinners with our families and all that stuff that im sooo used to. :( dont get me wrong, i am 100% thankful for getting even the shortest time in the world to see him....and the weekend will be amazing.im looking forward to it more than anything.... I guess Im just down n out because once I get to san antonio that means im 4 days closer to having to say goodbye again and doing the whole process over :( i hate goodbyes.... i hate having to walk away from him knowing that there is absolutely nothing i can do to change the situation, and i hate knowing that it will be months before i see him again. so hopefully this is just a short phase that has hit me for a few days and tomorrow i'll be back to my cheery self, counting down the days til im in his arms :) sorry that this post was all rambling and probably didnt make much since. i just had to vent because none of my friends understand and they say all the wrong things at all the wrong times.