Smiling oh how ive missed you

He has been gone one whole month that means only 23 more to go! It has gotten so much better in the last week or so, Ive bumped into old friends and got to hang out with some good friends. This coming weekend will be a fun time i am sure, i get to go to the movies with my assumed cousin, we will call her Kelly, being that i don't have her permission to write about her. and then Sunday is a family party at Nate's house, i am really excited and may bring my newest addition Kloe, a two pound puppy, with me. I have just had a wonderful week with lots of inspiration and prayers answered.

Nate is doing fantastic, he is learning alot about himself. At times he looses himself in the service and that is a great thing. Although being apart is not ideal, i still  get those moments when i read his letters and fall in love with him all over again. Besties for life.

Status: Still waiting, just a little more patiently. 1Year, 10 months and 28 days left to go

The Best of all days a

Well we can jump for joy, i can go a couple of days with out crying. Thursdays are letter days, which also happens to be the night of my institute class. I just love Thursdays, its the best day of the whole week. Well Nate is doing fantastic. He is learning so much about himself and the church. He says the sweetest things and its always what i need to hear. I am so happy as his best friend that he is having this experience. As his girlfriend, i am happy he went but sad that he is gone. The tears have stopped though, and i can talk about it with out sadness.

Nate in his letter was curious if i had found another boyfriend. Silly boy, he doesn't realize that i don't miss having a boyfriend nearly as much as i miss having him around. He is so funny, and crazy, clearly irreplaceable.

Happy to be a part of this for now.
P.S. Next Thursday will be the one month mark. that's 23 left to go

Letters to Home

I was very pleasantly surprised to receive two letters on thursday afternoon. I had given up just the day before on waiting for the mail to arrive. Thursday as the mail lady delivered our mail, my mother asked if i would like to get the mail, i said no with a sigh. As she rushed in to the living room she was screaming JESS it came it came!! I burst into tears before i could even rip the first one open. The first letter told about his experiences that he had that week and it was so perfect, he included a list of things that i was aloud to do while he was gone. NOT dating was on the list twice and weaving him a sweater was second on the list.
The second letter was in regards to how frequently that we should write. We had planned only to write once a month before he left.... now it is once a week which is much kinder to the both of us.
So for now grateful for the postal services and thursdays.

In Spite for a Smile

Well here we are, week one is over. Only103 weeks left to go. Tuesday Nates mom received a letter for the whole family from my missionary. It was all good news, he is having a grand time and is learning a lot. He has a companion named Elder Dyer,  and the two of them seem to be working out well for each other.
I sent Nate 2 letters so far.... No personal responses but however my name was mentioned in the letter to his family... Well any how i had asked him in one of my letters if i could send him cookies, he responded in the family letter that it was okay to send cookies and that his companion had already received four boxes and that we were slackin.. So i replied yesterday upon reading the letter. I printed off a picture of a dozen cookies and then i cut them all out. I put them in an envelope with a small note that read: My dearest Missionary, If you want real cookies, i want a real handwritten letter. Love Jess. Now before i get an angry mob allow me to explain that i am only trying to provoke a smile in my missionary. Still having a hard time that he is gone, but i have managed to smile once in a while.

The first day is always the worst

Tuesday night i had to bid farewell to my prince. It was hands down the worst experience i could ever imagine. As we both sobbed goodbye he and I promised to keep this thing going, so here we are.
Wednesday morning i woke up about nine, which was fortunate because i didn't have to worry about the flight, it was already landed by time i got up. I worked on some homework and cleaned my room. by two my mother declared that i needed to eat something, so i dove to Wal mart and bought some Ben and Jerry's half baked ice cream and two frozen pizzas. As the cashier began to ring up my merchandise, he asked me if i was having a wonderful day.... I replied with i am buying ice cream and frozen pizza what kind of day do you think i am having? he laughed and did try ever so  hard to save him self.

The things i have learned this far, i never realized how much he made me smile through out the day, the text messages of simply goodnight are the hardest thing to get over. Ive dreamt of him for the last two nights, its the day before he leaves both times, and its disappointing to wake up and find that he is already gone. Sad for now, but i am sure that it will improve with time