Today marks 500 days. Five. Hundred. Days. How is that possible?
How is it that my heart still feels like this has just happened? Why do I still feel that John will return? Why do I see something he would like and still get the urge to tell him about it? Why when I am away from home for any length of time do I still feel the need to call home and check in with John?
John and I were together over half of my life and just about all of my adult life. I miss him so much.
500 days. 500 days closer to being with him again.