Day: 185

It’s been 185 days since K left. In an earlier post, I said that after awhile, the pain of the absence assimilates inside- and that couldn’t be further from the truth. Yesterday, I missed K so fiercely; I was surprised at the extent of which I missed him. Normally, when I’m upset or sad, I think about all the things I have to be thankful for, and to be happy about. Counting my blessings didn’t help, and my emotions went from bad to worse as the day wore on. The highpoint of my day was meeting my mentoree for the first time. The low point was being pulled over by a police officer, and getting a non-moving violation for having an out-of-state license when I’ve been living in current state well past the 90 days allowed.

After the day was said and done, I called K, who though he is heading out and will be inaccessible for several weeks, fortunately my call was able to go through. Even 9000 miles away, he’s able to make things better.

I miss him.