Each day I get up, and do the same thing over and over again. Wake up around 7:30 in the morning, get ready for the day, go to school at 8:30, and get home at 5:00. Simple right? Well, it sounds simple. Other then the fact of how my time left with Jacob is running out. Today is January 26, 2015. He leaves March 18, 2015, which is in 51 days. 51 days....That's all the time I have left with him, then I won't see him for two whole years. 730 days. 17,531 hours. That I won't be able to see him. Two years that I will only be able to communicate with my love through once a week brief emails. This thought has been flowing constantly through my mind. It runs my mind. It is finally starting to really hit me...Two years is a long time.
Two years to not hold his hand, or hug him, or kiss him, or be around. It is going to be a struggle. Jacob is not only my boyfriend, but he is my best friend. He is the one I go to, and can literally talk to about anything and everything.
But all I can do, is be supportive, and hope and pray for the best. All I can do is constantly remind myself how amazing it is that he has chosen to serve a mission, and how much it will bless the people of France. And how much it can improve Jacobs future, and how much he can learn from his mission, and how much his testimony can be strengthened from it.
I would never want him to not go on a mission. I have always wanted to make sure, no matter what, that I never held him back from serving. But that doesn't mean it won't be hard, and that I won't miss him. But I know in the end, when all is said and done, it will all be worth it.
