wow, what a crazy past couple of weeks. I've been awful at blogging, but then again I've been awful at everything in my life! Thankfully, my motivation for running has stayed the same and I've continued to train even though I may have slacked on telling about it. I want to take the time I have now to catch up!
The past 9 months have been crazy. When I think back to them it seems like they flew by but when I was going through it I thought that they would never end. I'll be honest and say that living without Luke was so difficult. Not only because I missed being together, but more so because of everything that was going on.
Engagement should be the happiest time of your life, right? Learning, growing, and preparing for your new life together, as a couple. Getting to know the other person better than you could have ever known before and planning the day that every girl dreams about. But with Luke playing ball half way around the world, our relationship was stretched. Add in a wedding to plan, homesickness and a dying dad, engagement was definitely not what either of us had dreamed of.
Thankfully, we were both committed to one another and knew that God had orchestrated our relationship. That fact alone gave us more purpose to communicate, work on, and fight for what we knew was God's will. There were so many times that I wished Luke could experience what I was.
I was so lucky to have my friends through out the wedding planning to enjoy it with someone. Someone to get excited with and someone to help me make decisions. I was definitely blessed with some amazing people around me to enjoy life with. I was also so blessed by these same people being there when my dad died. There were so many times that all I need was someone to hug and my friends always went above and beyond. A couple even stayed with my family and I when he passed and the following days. My friends made sure that the first week was never spent alone. They were amazing!
Ok, back to present day. The day Luke came home I was so excited I couldn't even sit still at work. My legs were fidgety and I was bursting with excitement. The whole work day I was thinking about the moment I finally got to see him. Of course questions ran through my mind about if in the 9 months if things had changed between us. There's always the questions of if we grew apart or closer and until you're together you won't fully know.
But the moment I saw him walk out of that terminal I couldn't help but smile and jump into his arms. The feeling of relief that I FINALLY had that one person back. You know what I mean by that- the one person that you know will always be there even when it's inconvenient. The one person that you want to tell everything to because you know they will listen and actually care about it. The one person that loves you even when you get angry and words become hurtful. They are usually the first person you call when something GREAT happens and first person you call when someone terrible, horrible, and unthinkable happens. Everyone should have that one person to live life with (even if it's a friend or close family member). When I finally saw Luke, I felt that I could finally let down my independent-I-can-do-everything-guard. I was excited, relieved, hopeful, nervous, thankful, and overwhelmed with love. The only thing I knew to do was cry, to cry with happiness and sadness. All in that moment I realized how much he had missed, how much we had missed as a couple, but also that it was finally OVER. I finally had my one person back.
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