28 weeks sounds better then 7 MONTHS.

There is still sooo much to catch up on.
To Post.
But its raining.

There is a pretty crazy storm coming...the sirens might go off.

 (Texas and Tornados...funny they both start with Ts)

I am being lazy...and sitting in my own self pitty...Scott is gone for the next seven months.

I would be dishonest if I told you I was not worried.
In fact I am terrified. I keep reading the headlines.
I know he will be okay.
Heavenly Father will take care of us. All of us.

This part wont be easy. I know this.
But 7 months is not that long. I have done it once before...
and that time I was Pregnant.

This time I have B-rad...
                                     I can be strong for him....

                                                                           I have to be.

I will get to the point where I can show him Scotts picture and not be sad. I just miss him. its funny how much of an impact he has on my every day.
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I have set up some goals. Things I want to do. 7 months to get it done...good thing I have time.