Really, I don't want her to read it in case I want to talk smack on her. Which isn't likely. I might vent my frustrations about our relationship -- but I could never really speak ill of her. She is too wonderful.

And she loves me wonderfully.

Loving someone who is 1100 miles away is really, really hard. Every time we're together, we get to fall in love all over again and that's kind of fun. Eventually, though, each visit comes to an end and that first night it is impossible to fall asleep.

We're only long distance for about four more months, though.

Small miracles, eh?

Back to work in a week!