I guess you could say I’m three for three now.  Three days, three posts.  Well, okay, so there are more than three posts, but I’m keeping up the momentum.  I just got off the phone with Tom.  I miss him terribly.  It was wonderful having him around for such a long time, but I’m really sad that the time is over.  Plus, he’s been in an area where he’s roaming or can’t get a signal so we hadn’t been able to talk.  We talked for a couple of hours this afternoon, but he is once again in a place were he doesn’t get a signal.  He’s taking a shower now and will text me, but texting just isn’t the same. Which reminds me.  I want to transcribe some of his texts to a word document so I can clean out my inbox.  Maybe I’m sentimental or maybe I’m just sappy, but there are some texts in there that I just don’t want to lose.  The first time he told me he loved me.  The first time he said he liked me.  The ten texts telling me wonderful things about me that he loves.  Those mean a lot to me.  I don’t want to lose them.  Call me silly, if you want.  Words have power.  I’m currently letting  my phone charge (hey, several hours of talking will drain a battery!) so I’ll have to do the transcribing later.  But I miss him terribly.  Not being able to talk is horrible.  Its probably selfish, but I want him here with me so I can share life with him.  I love him.  He means the world to me.  I just hope he knows that!

Do you ever spend time wondering how things would be different if you could go back and change something?  Tom and I play the what if game all the time.  What if he had asked me out before Terry did?  What if I had talked to him on New Year’s Eve last year?  What if we could go back and change things?  Facts are we can’t.  And we certainly wouldn’t be the same people if we could.  Truth is, I’m not sure how much I would change things.  That would make who I am different.  Of course, it could be that it would be for the better, but the thing is, I doubt it.  I’ve gone through the struggles that I have for a reason.  God doesn’t let things happen that don’t get used for His glory.  I just wish, sometimes, that I had met and talked to Tom long ago – before the mess with Terry.  Being with Terry changed me for the negative.  It pops up sometimes in our relationship now.  *shrug*  I can’t change things.  I guess I just want to be the best girlfriend Tom has ever had.  And I will endeaver to do so!

Here is a bit of the story that I’m writing.  It’s an excerpt from the middle, so there’s not a lot of background here.  I hope you enjoy it.

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