Tomorrow.

The time that was going by so slowly is suddenly all gone! It doesn't feel real. I told Miles today that tonight will be our last night alone. I'm actually nervous to see him. For him to see me. He leaves on a bus at 3 am to head to the airport to leave on his plane at 6:45 am. He has two stops along the way and then he'll be here in the afternoon. I've been cleaning all day. The place still looks awful. I'm not good at unpacking. (We left a lot in boxes at our last place. We still need to consolidate our stuff down from living in a house to living in an apartment.) But I've made some room for a Christmas tree, at least. We have a little 4-foot artificial tree we bought for $20 our first Christmas. (It's somewhat hashed from Miles's attempts to climb it, but still just right for us.) We'll put it up in a couple of days. It's been snowing like mad most of the day here, so I hope the storms don't mess up his flights. He's confident that it will be fine, though. He went to sleep at 7 pm so he can be down to formation with his luggage at midnight.
Four months is such a long time. I hope I don't get all shy. I hate it when I do that. He's my boy. My baby's coming home. I've been avoiding thinking about this time, so my emotions could be somewhat normal. But, now it's here. It's like feeling wind for the first time. It gives me goosebumps. I hope I don't embarrass myself at the airport when I see him. He'll be coming home in his uniform. I'm so proud of him. It's been too long since my eyes have kissed the sight of him. It can't come soon enough. I could only let him go and do this because I love him so much. I didn't think it was possible to love someone this much. I hope it starts to feel real soon.
I just can't wait until tomorrow becomes today. :)