Sunday, June 06, 2004
He's gone, and the house seems a lot emptier. Although that could be because my sisters, brother, niece, nephew and father are gone, too.
But it is Ben that makes the biggest impression on me. It's Ben who lets me read my papers and speeches to him. It is Ben who drives me to CVS in the middle of a party to get medicine. It is Ben who puts up with my older sister interrogating him and small children climbing all over his lap.
Ben talks me to sleep every night, answers the phone the same way every time I call and lets me be me. It is Ben's hair that I play with constantly, his truck that I drive around campus, and his house that I am already beginning to decorate.
Ben buys me things when I insist that I
need them, laughs at my jokes and pushes me to overcome my fear of gas stations. Ben is tough with me, and amazingly gentle with me at the same time. Ben makes me eat food that I don't want to try, drive fast through the rain, and cause trouble when no one is watching.
Being away from him for two months will be hard. Leaving him next week when I go visit for the weekend will be even harder. But when we're together again, God will have used our time apart to bless us and our relationship, and I am so so so excited about that.
But right now, I'm mostly just missing him.
. celebrate . `@ 2:07 PM
