That is right...7 days. Ryan will be home in exactly 7 days! I am so pumped. I have been enjoying my count down for the last 16 days! You see, I did not allow myself to count down the days until Ryan got home until the month of May. I did not want this 9 month trip in Malawi to be "counted down" in a sense. I wanted to be thankful that he was there. I wanted to enjoy hearing stories and knowing about Malawi on a deeper level than I would if Ryan didn't go.
So I haven't been counting. I figured once May happened it would be pretty much impossible for a numbers girl like me not to know how many days it was until he got home. I mean when it is the 3rd of may...of course he is coming home in 20 days. My mind would not be able to write the date without doing that simple calculation. So here I am...7 days away from him coming home.
Sometimes I just can't wrap my mind around the thought that he is coming home, and other times when I am going some where like watching my students in a choir concert and I have to leave early and walk a long way to my car in the dark...I just wish he was already home. You know girls are freaks because we just can't walk any where in the night without looking over our shoulder constantly and when we unlock our doors checking in the back seat before we get in. I want Ryan to come home because always looking over my shoulder for an attacker gives me a crick in my neck!
My students at Bryan High also have been counting down with me. They constantly ask me when "my man" is coming home. The new phrase they started on Thursday was, "your baby's daddy", which I had to quickly inform them that Ryan was NOT my baby's daddy...I didn't have any babies. To which their reply was..."well when he gets home then you can have some babies", to which I quickly, awkwardly said, "that is not going to be happening until we get married!" Teenagers say the craziest things!
But my favorite thing that happened on Thursday was that I was passing out the homework and one girl just said to me, "you got 8 days Ms. Eaker". Like we weren't even talking about Ryan. I was a little confused at first, but then I realized she was talking about Ryan coming home. I was like, how do you remember that! They can't remember 12 + 4 is 16, but they know how soon "my man" is coming home!! It made me laugh...and then feel a little special because I know they care about me.
7 days until I get to hear his voice and see his face at the same time, 7 days until I get to see his smile and give him a big hug, 7 days until I get to have long conversations with him without a delay or saying, "wait, it cut out, what did you say", 7 days until I get to hear him play beautiful piano music (well...he probably won't be doing that the FIRST night he comes home, but it sounds better), 7 days until I get to ride around with him and close my eyes because he always knows how to get places and I never have to worry about getting lost, 7 days until I get Ryan back!!
Alright, well that might have been too much for all of y'all, but I just wanted to share my excitement! Unfortunately, for most of you who read this, he will not be back in college station for a bit, so your count down isn't 7 days! Sorry! But I know we are all ready to hear his fingers play wonderful piano music...and he will be back to do that real soon!
May 23rd here I come!!
7 comments:
yay!!!!!!!! i'm so excited for you you guys! your kids LOVE you! let's be honest how could they not? yay!!!!
I second that!
How many hours is that?
Can you please start referring to me as "my baby's daddy"?!? That would make me smile every time!
I'm really excited that the first white face I see when I get off that plane will be one that looks strangely similar to mine! However, considering where I'm coming from, you may want to carry a bright orange flag with your or something in order for me to be able to pick you out among the sea of white bodies that will baffle me!
Can't wait!!
Love you!
That ryan price...such a good dad for me. I wish he was there to watch me graduate...and all the other things that come with being a senior in college. whatever. he was a deadbeat anyway. only you, my stepmother, loved me in a way that was even close to how i needed love.
i love the story about your students. they do care, sara. they do. :)
mmmmmmmmm, i love you, sara. and i'm so blessed by you and your man.
oh my stepdaughter whitney branscome! I could not ask for a better one...I am glad we didn't have a cinderella kind of relatioship! I will miss you so much next year...please fly me to hawaii when you get a chance!
yay!! Only a couple of more days! I am so excited for you, I almost want to cry... Praise the Lord! Well I hope to see you soon! Much Love!!
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