July 19, 2011

Dear Joe,

You’re coming home tomorrow. TOMORROW! I couldn’t be more excited. But, it still doesn’t feel real. It probably still won’t feel real, even on the way to the airport. You’re my dream come true. It’s been 72 days since the last time we said “See you later.” Do you remember how awful that morning was? It started out great, because I woke up next to you in the hotel. We got ready and we tried not to talk about me leaving. We walked outside to wait for my shuttle to the airport. We wanted to give ourselves plenty of time to say goodbye before the shuttle got there, and yet we waited to start saying goodbye until the shuttle pulled up.

It’s been almost six months since you’ve been home (only six months?). It feels like a lifetime. And yet, I know that we’ll pick up right where we left off, like you never left. The distance is just a number. We’ve never been apart. Not really, not at heart.

I love you forever and ever and ever.

Love,
Amanda