24 2nds.

Another morning. Another sad emotion, waking up to Zak and not being able to do so for a long time, not being able to call my dad when I wake up as he wakes up too. I will be 13 hours away in time and it’s honestly super sad. I need to keep my head up and know that this has been a dream of mine.

Zak and I shared a cry fest yesterday after church. We talked about our future, our time away from one another. Zak and I share a joke- “how many seconds are in a year?” The answer is 12.... January 2nd, February 2nd, etc. We both said at the same time that we have 24 2nds till we see each other again. It made us feel a bit better knowing such a small number, but I couldn’t stop thinking about. It is a sad Monday, but I know it will get better soon.