The Time Has Come

The time has come for Michael to go to the Police Academy. He left this morning about nine o'clock. His bags were all packed and ready. I had written his name on everything a black Sharpie marker could write on. I mean, I am talking about EVERYTHING....even his toothbrush! The academy lasts for ten weeks, so it will be spring by the time Michael graduates! I will be there with all my bells and whistles. I told Michael that I will be the one in the crowd shouting "Wooohooo!" because he told me that is what he was going to do when I graduated from MSU. He said to me, "Katie, I don't think you can do that." I responded by saying, "Well, you can tell everyone that it's your wife being escorted out for shouting during the ceremony." He laughed, because he knows how quiet and reserved I am during ceremonies. I would rather die than have to escorted out!

This weekend we tried to spend as much time together as we possibly could. When it would get quiet, one of us would look at the other one and say, "It's going to be okay." And it will. We just have never done anything like this before, since we've been married. God will carry us through. This is only temporary. I will ask everyone to pray for Michael. That he has strength and endurance. I will be praying for him constantly...without ceasing. My main concern is the cold weather. It is just sooo cold during January and February, so I will be sending warm thoughts his way!

So now what? What am I to do? The plan is to dive into my graduate school work and play with Colby. I am going to do my best to stay as busy as possible from Sunday evening to Thursday evening, when Michael comes home!

I love you and miss already Sweetheart! ( I know...it's a little pathetic. Right? but I do not care!)