Day 84

Sunday. Why is it so difficult for me to remember to take out the darn trash?!?

Here I am, sitting in bed, reading... And I just remembered the trash. Sheesh. It's only one bag... It can wait a week.

I made a calendar today. It's a special countdown calendar. Every day is a heart made out of paper, like a paper chain. They are dated, and every morning I'll remove a heart. When the last heart is gone, you'll be home!! :) I attached a pic.

I'm also attaching a pic of our first post on Facebook. I found it tonight while looking through this new timeline nonsense that is my profile. You were in Iraq then.

Life has brought us to where we are today... Together. I wouldn't trade a minute of this journey. I love you more than I can ever express. Please be safe, and come home soon. Goodnight, soldier.