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As I got to my seat, I couldn't help but feel like I was already so far away from him. I could see the airport out the window, and I wondered just how long he would stay there, hoping that I would come back... and just how much longer I could stand being here, before I just got off and ran back to him.

When we finally took off, I turned my cd player up (playing the first of the metal mix he made me), closed my eyes, and hoped that the next 6 months would fly by.

When we finally reached Chicago, I raced to the payphones (forgetting to find out what gate I had to be at next, or the time that I had to be there for that matter) to call Jacob and let him know I was safe. Just as my luck would have it, the phone kept telling me that the number I was trying to dail could not be reached. Terrified and heartbroken, I moved on to find my gate and wait till I got to Dayton to hear his voice.

As I walked to the gate, however, I saw another bank of phones that looked a little more modern. Deciding not to give up, I dashed to them and tried one more time- success! When he picked up, I couldn't help but start crying, telling him how much I loved him, that I made it to Chicago safely, how much I missed him already... And hearing the same from him was almost more than I could handle. In only a few short minutes, my time on the phone was up, and I was out of quarters.

We said goodbye, and I fled to a seat near my gate to break down in peace there. It was so hard to say goodbye, knowing that I would be one more flight further from the man I loved in only a few short minutes.

The second flight wasn't nearly as bad. I tried not to think about it, and tried to concentrate on the scenery outside my window, enjoying the beautiful lakes. Before long, we landed in Dayton, Ohio...

For a while, I was so preoccupied saying hello to my mother, getting my luggage, and getting our puppy, that I couldn't cry. Once we were in the car, I called Jacob again, making sure not to cry too much, and let him know I'd made it home safe.

Once home, I had the impossible task of introducing my puppy to my parents two dogs, showing her the backyard, the house, and my parents (whom started calling her their 'grandchild.') I called Jacob before I went to bed that night, we cried, smiled, told eachother how much we loved and missed the other... But otherwise made it through the night.

Now... we're both trying to deal with the absence of the other... calling and talking online... wishing and dreaming about the other... everything we can to stay sane while we're apart... Only a little while, and we'll be with eachother again...

((More later))