In 16 days I finally get to see my fiance again. By the time we see each other we will have been separated for 75 days, which is just about as long as his last deployment lasted. Yes, we’ve been able to talk to each other almost every day (it was touch and go while I was in England), but there’s nothing like actually being with the person you love.
And in 18 days I’ll be moving into my new house in Georgia. I can’t believe this is all really happening! To see him every day is something that seemed like it would never happen and now, just with a little over two weeks to go, reality is looking pretty darn awesome!