...and I'm sure no surprise at the fact that I wrote not a word throughout the entire 2 1/2 months of the last contract or even the last month of this vacation. Each was full of many experiences. Many wonderful moments. Many tests and challenges. I'm not going to say I'll write more about each later. Maybe I will. Maybe I won't.
No surprise that I'm writing only now, on the eve of another departure. Contract Three. This one will be five months, which will be the longest to date. Being in love with someone you get to share the days with out there makes for a different experience all together. That safe place...a person to trust and talk to. It doesn't make the difficult times fly by as one would hope. As one always hopes for miracles. It does make them bearable. Five months...and if things keep heading in the direction they are going in, it will only be in preparation for eight month stay I may be looking at if we do another contract together.
The thing that interests me at the moment is how entirely ready I am to leave. I've packed just about everything. Some weight must be shifted from one bag to the other and some small personal items picked up and added to the weight, but other than that it's looking pretty good. I'm up, tired, sore, but with this feeling like there's "so much to do". I sat down to make a list of things left to do, and found that I had nothing to put on it.
Well, one month home. The longest in nearly 5 years. Time to go back to work.
(written a while ago)
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