This man is off to China today for a two-week holiday.
We have talked on FaceTime most every day for the last six months. That nightly call is now a staple of my day . . . of my life . . . as we learn to love even though separated by part of a continent.
He’ll be back soon, but I’m going to miss those nightly calls, and the easy access by text. Life isn’t going to be the same for the next couple of weeks.