Past 3 weeks

I have only a couple minutes to get you all caught up!

With Bernie living in Grand Island, reality has finally settled in.  I am catching whiffs of what him being gone for a year will be like.  This semester is crazy.  I've been so busy with school and work during the week and when Bernie comes to town on the weekends, I realize by Sunday night that I've gotten nothing accomplished.

It's freezing rain now and Bern left about an hour ago to get back to G.I.  My guess is that the 1 and a half hour drive with take him about an extra hour.

Last weekend was awesome and weird at the same time.  We had our wedding shower at Bernie's aunt and uncles house.  It was soooo much fun!  The roads were really bad and Bernie had drill.  Because Bernie was going to be in G.I. all weekend, he was pretty nervous about leaving work at 5:30 then getting to Omaha in a decent hour, especially with all the snow we got last Saturday night.  He made it though.  We played a couple games that were a lot of fun and Bernie's aunt, Lori (with the help of her daughter, Traci and her fiancée, Stephen) made a wine bottle into a bottle with a picture of me and Bernie and burnt paper that read, "Message in a Bottle"  Bernie and I noticed the bottle and Lori said that there was going to be a game that went with it.  Well, turns out it really wasn't a game, but a helpful guide for me when Bernie is away.  Lori asked everyone to write a note or two to me for me to read when Bernie is gone.  I can read one a week and I'll be scanning them in when I read them.  It was hard to hold back the tears as she explained the game.  I can't wait to read them.  Thank you!

After the wedding shower, Bernie had to head back to Grand Island which meant we really only saw each other for about 4 hours in two weeks. It wasn't easy for me to say bye.  In fact, that Sunday was really hard.  Sundays were always the day Bernie and I had the most memories.  We'd go to church together, maybe out to eat and grab a movie to watch at one of our houses.  Sure, I was probably PMSing and being hormonal, but when I got back to my apartment I broke down in tears, mumbled a few things to my wonderful roommate, wiped my face, and went to work.  It was just hard to have a Sunday without Bernie.
It really made me realize how I need to cherish our moments more; seeing him 3 weekends a month should be plenty, but knowing that everytime I see him is a weekend closer to him leaving makes it hard.  Instead, I need to be thinking that it's a weekend closer to him coming home. :)

Anyway, Bern just left again and we still have a few things on our "To-Do" List that didn't get done with weekend, so I best keep on keeping on before work.

xoxx