Today is a day of 'one'.
One day left at my desk: My last day.
One day which Gabriel spends traveling out of Iraq: His long day.
One day until we're face to face for the first time in four months: Our loving day.
If you're the prayerful type, we wouldn't mind some. Rarely do I fret over travel plans, but any time an armored caravan must escort someone you love through something called "The Red Zone"...I feel it's not too silly to send up a few extra prayers for safety. And on a smaller scale, my heart feels delicate as I clean out my desk drawers; packing up cards and photos, silly little work mementos from the last five years. I'm trying my best to say a tear-free goodbye to my work family...or at least save my tears for the drive home.
Tomorrow I fly out of Wisconsin, and meet Gabriel on a layover in Denver. Then we'll be on our way to California! The next 24 hours will be a teaspoon of sadness, a half cup of nerves and a pint of hugs. But all told its a recipe for one exciting end to 2010.
...and a fantastic beginning to 2011.