Two weeks.

Have you ever left your spouse for a significant amount of time? I am not talking about the silly little one week vacation you took with your girl friends... I am talking 6 weeks (or more). See, Dave and I had never spent more than 48 hours away from each other until last August. I went home so I could go to two of my cousin's weddings. I was so happy I did and it definitely helped the transition with the move but boy, I sure missed him. I was gone one week. Well friends, I am heading home to Utah exactly two weeks from today. I am thrilled with excitement and super nervous about it at the same time. Dave isn't joining me in Utah until 6 weeks after I get there. WHAT!? yep, 6 weeks. That may sound like nothing to you people who have been married for years and years but really six weeks is a very long time. 

I am going through this strange phase of missing Utah so much. Missing my family, my girls friends, running into people that you know at the grocery store. You know, the usual stuff that you get to experiencing in the town you grew up in. Some days I miss Utah so much that all I want is to jump on a plane that very second. Now that the very second is fastly approaching... all I can think about is how much I am going to miss Dave. There won't be any Friday night date nights, late night giggles and tickle fights, dinner with just the two of us... you know, all the good stuff. I keep reminding him that we are going to need skype every night. And I keep telling him how important it is for him to eat a balance diet while I am gone. 

You see, I think about how much fun I am going to have with my family and how much I am going to miss him. It is like no matter where I am, I will miss something. (Until he comes to Utah with me, that will be the best ever!) BUT when I really think about it, I wouldn't have it any other way. I am so grateful to be so close to my family. There is not a day that goes by that I don't wish I could stop in and see them. I try to talk to all of them every week and I probably call my mom way more than the average daughter would. I am so blessed to have such an amazing family. And then I think about my marriage, I am so grateful to be married to a man that I feel like I can't live without him. Some of you may think that I am ridiculous and I need to be more independent. No my friends, I am so happy to be in a marriage that I truly feel like going more than a day without seeing my spouse is going to be really hard. So here is to 47 (i think) days with out Dave... I can do it, right? 

Any tips for me?