In other news: My host mom showered for the first time since I've been here! It was so bad I had to hold my breath when I walked past her. It was terrible.
Yesterday we had a meeting with ERASMUS students, which is basically inter-European exchange. We met some cool kids, and practiced our Spanish a bit, which is always good. We then bought our textbooks, but since we are sharing them 5 ways, it only cost 8 euro each for 2 books. Good deal compared to the 700 I usually spend on a semester's worth of books!
The boy leaves sometime soon. Not sure of exact dates or anything, but it is really hard. The closer it gets the more it hits me. Like today in class it seriously hit me like a ton of bricks. It was bad. I don't really know how I'm going to handle it the day he actually leaves, I just know I am not excited for that day. I guess the sooner he leaves the sooner he is home safe, but I still hate knowing that he is going to war and I can't do anything to keep him safe. I guess I am just so scared that I am not going to do enough to be supportive. Honestly, I have never known anyone who has been deployed in my lifetime (uncles and grandparents before I was born, and I know others in the military, but none who have been deployed). It wouldn't make it any easier having been through it before, but at least I might know what to expect. It is just really hard. All I can do now is pray and hope, I guess. And try to relax and enjoy myself as much as possible.
"A part of you has grown in me, and so you see, it's you and me together forever and never apart, maybe in distance but never in heart." <3
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