For the past 11 days, I have been a busy girl with 2 tests, Saturday/Sunday clinicals, 46 hours of class, commuting an hour-fifteen from home, but the BEST WEEK (and a half) EVER! All because my sailor gave me 48 hours notice that he was coming home!
I don't even know where to start. The moment he told me he had landed on the east coast, I was a nervous wreck (no idea why) and had to go out to Texas Roadhouse for a very large margarita.
We got our Navy on in Annapolis one of the nights and I got to finally buy the Navy t-shirt, sweatshirt, and bumpersticker I've been dying to get! I'm officially a full pledged Navy girl now! My favorite part of our week together was being the obnoxious, hand-holding couple that I despise so much when he's away.
I'm so thankful to have had that time to catch up with him and get all the lovey-dovey emotions out to hold me over till I see him next. Every night I went to bed, face hurting from smiling so much. No joke. I took Tylenol one day because my jaw hurt form smiling and it was radiating.
It's so good to see and be reassured after those inevitable nights in a long distance relationship when you fear the next time you get together that things will be awkward or different but to know things are even stronger and you fall more in love than you could ever imagine possible.
And now I keep getting reminders of how amazing he is, after he has left, with hidden post-its in my room from my sailor.