They say that absence makes your heart grow stronger. But does it really? Or is it a time of pain and suffering while your loved one is away? For me it is definitely this. Katie finally comes back on Saturday after 3 awesome weeks for her visiting her friends and family in England. Very single person that I have spoken to about it have all said, "Dude, what are you stressing out for it's only 3 weeks!" Though for the first time yesterday over a nice cold beer and smoke in either hand, a friend of mine who I was sharing my excitement with about Katie getting back said, "3 weeks? Shit! Must have been hell for you!" Thank you. Finally someone hears my cry. It's hard because I don't really want to express to Katie that I'm struggling her away because I don't want it to burden her. But secretly I'm pretty sure she knows. So the age old question, Does absence make the heart go stronger? In short, I'm not sure. If Katie goes away for 3 weeks without me, I will still miss her like crazy and not be able to get her out of my mind. It's all part of being on the journey of love...
