9 days and counting

It looks like I will not be moving to Dallas for another six months. J wants to see how things will work out before moving me and all of our worldly goods there. I refused at first. I can't imagine living apart from him for that long. But what he said makes sense. What if he hates living there? What if the job sucks? What if the move turns out to be a huge mistake and we are stuck there? So, he said to give it six months and we can make the final move then. We will visit each other once a month or as often as our schedules allow. I know this will drive me nuts. I am freaking out! J will be leaving in NINE DAYS and I wont see him until Fourth of July weekend. After that? Who knows! I have a feeling that I will be moving there sooner than planned. It will be too hard to be away from him.

By the way, the support I have received from family and friends has been truly amazing. Thank you, thank you, thank you! From the bottom of my heart, thank you.