Day 1: The Airport...

I brought P to the airport today. Her trip home starts today. It'll be 32 days until I can see, hold, smell and kiss her again. I thought tears would fill our goodbyes. But we managed a quiet and sweet send off. I watched her as she walked to the security gates and drifted out of view. I saved my loss for a private moment at home.

A test...
I look at the next month or so as a test of P and my own love. I will do everything I can to keep things the way they are as she's gone. Perhaps better them if I can for myself. As my body sits and types my heart is aboard a plane thousands of feet in the air. Closer to God perhaps. But never an inch from her hand. I suppose this day isn't a total loss for us. We both understood she'd be going. Perhaps it just came too fast for us. So much in such short time. Ms. Lee, my 5th grade teacher, spoke of her leaving as a test for us and see what really matters to the both of us. I will look upon it as so.

Word of the day: empty

As much as I wanted to cry. Nothing poured from my eyes at all today. Just a moment of saddened memories. I'll keep to my schedule at work and continue my hunt for better work. Outlook still seems good. As I mentioned before just a matter of time. I will take this time and work with it carefully. Build myself as a person and work on life.

Saw Spiderman 2 on Friday with Lyle and P. Was pretty cool. Ate at some place downtown that I couldn't eat at. The food sucked. The company was good though. I'd like more time to hang with Lyle and befriend him. Perhaps time can be spent doing just that. I'm hoping to take him out for his b-day at least have a guys night out or something. Who knows.

I'll be counting down the days. Updating as I can. All can post now. Not worried about the EX going all evil on here. Feel free to comment a go-go again.