Two weeks to go and even though we are not halfway through this separation – I must say the first ten days were painful. A friend made the comment yesterday that T and I are insular – um maybe, but didn’t we just get together and aren’t we on our honeymoon – another friend told me to quit my whining about her being gone – no can do, honeymoon interuptus is a real disease with no known cure except for her presence. The good news is that everything seems to be going on schedule and hopefully the fruit of our separation will have been worth the woe. The one thing that is for certain is I am in love.