Sadly, I’m pretty sure this is becoming truth more and more everyday about you and I.

I want us to last baby boy, I do.

I’ve come to the sad realization that… 

This is probably our last year together. Not even year, but school year.

Next summer, I’m gone.

Next fall, I’m gone.

How can that work? 

I won’t tear our relationship apart because of the distance.

I won’t let that ruin us.

I guess we’ll just have to let go and hope for the best.


Part of my heart hits me in the gut, 

How could I throw away the past 365+ days.


The realization of life and growing up, that nothing lasts forever, is starting to knock on the back of my brain.