Monday, October 29, 2007
From the Wife
David got on the bus at about 1445, thirty minutes ago. We had to wait almost 4 hours for it to get there, but once it did they were gone in about 15 minutes. Breathing's a little difficult at times, but otherwise I'm surviving. It's hard to know what to say right now. Logically I know that I'll see him again in 7 months or so, but I still feel ripped in half, like the best part of me is gone, the part that makes me complete. I already miss him so much.