My man comes back to civilization tomorrow. I'm so happy that he's done with training for a little while. It's been 18 days since I have heard his voice. I miss him so incredibly much. And now I have less than 24 hours until I can talk to him again!

Tonight I decided to leave him a voicemail on his phone and a message on Facebook. His phone was acting up when he left so I decided to cover all of the bases on this one. Leaving the message was fine. But when I left him the voicemail, I broke down in the middle of it. I think it was a combination of hearing his voice on the recording and realizing that I get to hear it again tomorrow. I pray that nothing changes and he will be back tomorrow, because I will go crazy worrying if I don't hear from him. I'm trying to think positively and tell myself that it will go as planned though.

I'm not too happy that we'll only have 9 days to be able to talk until he leaves for another 3 weeks of training. But at least he gets to come home after that! I am going to focus on the time that I am able to talk to him for the next week.

Well, I have butterflies now. And my mind is racing. I really don't know that I'll be able to get to sleep tonight!