I hope for you often

It's amazing to me the difference I find after I've read that email from the sweet man I love so very dearly! I know you're all sick of me gushing about him and I care very little. Last nights installation was "I'm glad you're having fun with marriage :) it's a very very good thing :)" That's TWO very's :) He is the reason I add smiley faces to everything now. I was NEVER that way before and now I can't even sign my name without wanting to add the happiness that comes with everything. Oh I am so aware that I am a gushy gushy girl, but I had a delicious dream too! Coming in a moment. Last week we were talking about my friends getting married and how I was going shopping with the bride. I just get so excited when I think of doing that for our wedding! Ahh It's such a fun feeling. And that could very easily be my life! Okay so my Dream. Last night I went to bed a bit later than usual, but I accomplished every needful thing and I never go to bed particularly promptly on Sunday nights, but I digress. In the dream I was going to pick him up at the airport. I made a sign (which is something I've thought about a lot over the past year, silly, I know) that said "Today I've loved you for (insert number here) days" and I was wearing a purple sun dress with my hair just so and the beaming smile I couldn't contain. I searched for his face in the crowd and the anticipation was killing me! People were stopping to smile at my sign and all of the sudden, there he was. With his nerdy glasses and big smile. He walked to me with deliberate steps, stopped just in front of me, dropped all his bags as I jumped into his arms. (If this isn't enough of a scene straight out of a romantic comedy for you then there is no hope) he spun me around and we laughed and held each other for long after our onlookers had gone. We caused quite a stir in the arrivals area that's for sure. And I woke up aching for him. 5:00 am and a wide awake Sabrina feeling so empty as the next four months threaten to eat me alive. Four more months, I can do it! I can do it! I can email and write and be supportive and hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope! It'll fly by, these dreams are a blessing and a curse. More blessing than curse, that's for sure :) Till next time and my silly hopelessly romantic self!