Joe and I headed home last weekend to Wisconsin to celebrate Christmas with his side of the family. I also wanted to get back home to pick up warm clothes and pack up a few more essentials since I'll be in DC for the long haul. I was really worried about being back there and feeling like I didn't want to leave, or that it would be really hard remembering our "old" life. But in actuality, I felt like everywhere I turned there were "ghosts" of my life there that I didn't like at all. Driving past the Villa and going to the WM was hard and made me feel so incredibly lucky to love my new job and my amazing co-workers. I still really like the Milwaukee area, but I feel like I want to be there in a different way, like if I could be doing what I am doing here, having a normal working schedule so Joe and I could have dinners together and enjoy a more normal schedule, then it would be great. But my work there didn't allow that. I felt good about coming back. And that made me feel a lot better.
My roommate had her first breakdown that Bobby is moving to Florida last night and my heart went out to her. She said "first you can comfort me and then I'll comfort you when Joe leaves." All I could think was this time around is hugely different than the last time. Having done it once and seen all the amazing things that came out of that experience makes me feel so much better. I actually hardly think about Joe going back to MKE. I'm sure there will be a reality check eventually that we can't just see eachother whenever we want, but life is so much different now, and I am so much different now. I'm happier now. Being apart requires a lot of extra work and effort, but we've done this before and we can do it again.
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