So you remember that one time...?

So you remember that one time when my boyfriend Tyson was going on a mission? Yeah not for a while.
Yesterday morning Tyson got surgery to remove a bone shelf and some polyps from his nose (sort of like having a rhinoplasti...but not quite). His family had called the MTC last week to clear him for going in even though he was going to get surgery. They said it was OK. So he got the surgery.
Today, his dad called the MTC to arrange the post-op appointments and stuff like that. The MTC was like you didn't tell us you were getting surgery....
Turns out they talked to the medical office that deals more with insurance than the actually medical crap. So they didn't really talk to all the people they were supposed to.
Next transfer date....July 21st.
Tyson was not happy with that so they're going to fight this a for a while. So I get to go be emo again in about 3 weeks.
It's strange because I was secretly hoping something like this would happen....but you don't say that....and then it does...Now I'm like maybe I should stop hoping for stuff like this to happen.
Just when I thought I had this whole mission thing under control. I guess it just all works out for the best.

It's alright, It's alright, It's alright...

My dearest friend Kait reminded me in her blog post of just how much I love the song "Hero" by Regina Spektor. It's a good song for right now.
Something changed last night for me. I don't know exactly what it is but suddenly I just wasn't sad anymore. Tys and I were just talking because Jordan opened his mission call (He's going to Tulsa, OK on August 4th) and he was driving me home.
Suddenly we said goodbye and I wasn't on the verge of tears like I had been all weekend. Did I just randomly get over it? Because I'm kind of sitting here like WTF? What happened to me being all torn up about this? Not that I mind...it's just strange to be feeling one way and then to suddenly feel different.
I'm not sad. I'm not over the moon happy either. I'm just here. I don't know if that makes sense. I'm really confused. I'm not asking for the sadness to come back I'm just wondering how it got the heck out of dodge so fast. That would be a nice little thing to turn on and off whenever I want to.
Maybe I'm just dealing with things finally. I like dealing. Maybe this is a good thing.

Life Goes On

A friend of mine once said, "Time stops for no one, not even love. Where we feel that it is being neglected, it's really just creating more love for the 'right time', a time that hasn't come yet, or maybe it already came. Of course, when you least expect it, but you secretly needed it the most."
And she would know. Time doesn't stop...it keeps on rolling at the same speed it always has. We think it moves fast or that it moves slow, but in all reality it just ticks by....tick...tick..tick....
Two years will be two years, I can't make it go faster or go back to make this time before the goodbye longer. But why would I want to? If I haven't learned something today then the day has been wasted.
Life goes on. We can't stop it, and we can't speed it up. Tick....tick...tick....
I'm not who I was yesterday or two days ago. Who we are never stops changing. I think that's the key, we constantly changed and adapt. Worse things could happen.
Two years is two years....and it'll consistently go by...tick....tick....tick....