8 Weeks: I'd have never guessed that number on my own

So, time flies and yet it's been a long year.  Today was pretty quiet. Not much to say. I had to run something over to Jon's place and picked up some of his stuff so he didn't have so much to shuttle home when the time comes.  It's almost weird to think that before I know it he'll be back here. At the beginning it seems so far away, but now it's doesn't seem like it's been near as long as it seemed at the beginning.  The day will come when he's home full time and he'll probably be thinking, "Holy cow, I need to go back!"  I'll just smile and say, "Welcome to reality."