It was only a few weeks prior to the beginning of June 2012 when I found out that Logan would be gone for over a week on their trip to Mexico. And it wasn’t even him that told me. Logan’s mom let it slip and I turned to him and said, “You never told me you were going to Mexico!” In such a short amount of time, I had become dependent on our talks, dates, and his presence. It made those next few weeks fly by knowing he would be gone soon, and I held onto and cherished each of those moments, especially the time I became “labeled” as his girlfriend. Read that story here.
The girlfriend part of our story happened the night before he left for his trip. He walked me to my apartment, gave me a long hug and a kiss and said goodnight… But that was just the beginning to my long night.
As the door closed behind me, my legs carried me around my apartment gathering the powdered sugar, paper, yarn, pillowcases, and lots of other supplies. Earlier that day I realized that I really wanted him to miss me because I knew that my homework wouldn’t distract my mind from thoughts of him, but I knew Mexico could fill his mind with thoughts of anything but me. That wasn’t going to do, he had to miss me and think of me too…
I first traced and cut out the shape of my hands and stretched out yarn to match the length of my arms. After those were attached, it was to be his long distance hugs from me. Next came the pillowcase with our silly goodnight saying. Once that step was completed, I stepped into the kitchen to make muddy buddies and granola bars for their drive. It was past 3 in the morning… Their plan was to leave the house around 6am, and I had to make it there. He had to be there for me to give this all to him. I knew if I went to my bed to sleep, I would never wake up. I dropped myself onto the couch and wrote him a little note and let my heavy eyes fall. When my alarm was going off, I jumped up, brushed my teeth, put on a sweater, grabbed the bag, and was out the door.
June 1st, 2012-
I don’t think he could have been more surprised to see me than I was that I actually woke up. As he opened it and looked through everything, his smile said it all. He would miss me and he was so happy to know that I would miss him too… I got one last hug as he walked me out to my car and as I drove away with him waving in the rearview mirror, my eyes welled up with tears and I knew it was going to be a long week and a half.
As the first part of the week went on, I was at my apartment most of the time, being diligent in studying and homework, but daydreaming of Mexico. Only 5 days after Logan left, I was woken up from midday nap (because what else was I supposed to do while he was gone?!) by my roommate saying there was a delivery for me. When I came out to the living room, there were beautiful fun, bright and colorful flowers to cheer me up with a card from my favorite guy. He just wanted to let me know he was thinking of me and to have a great day! Heart swoon and sigh… this must be real love.
June 10th, 2012-
I had been waiting for him to get home all day. When Logan finally called and asked me if I would come down to Rigby, I couldn’t get there fast enough. He told me he had missed me and thought of me while they were gone. We looked through tons of pictures and in them, I saw him with his pillow with the pillowcase I made, my goodies had been finished quickly and he was so happy to be back with me. As Logan took my hand, he told me had a few things for me. He told me to close my eyes as he set a colorful bag filled with things from his trip for me; those things included a shell he found while walking along the beach, a bracelet, and some Mexican vanilla extract (he really just wanted me to bake some more goodies for him ;)) Those souvenirs were so sweet of him, and I knew that he really thought of me because he had found these different things he wanted me to have, but the best souvenir we both gained from that trip was the knowledge of how much we cared for one another. While he had been gone, I ran a half marathon and I knew that there was no one I would rather have had at the finish line to cheer me through. He was the one I wanted to share my accomplishments and failures with. Logan’s arms were the ones I wanted to be wrapped around me when I did horrible on a quiz or test. I wished I could be there walking the beaches of Mexico with him, hand in hand
. And I think he was starting to think those same things too.. Cliche’ and over stated, but absence made our hearts grow fonder..
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