We found out...

where Steve is going for his internship. He will be working for Pratt and Whitney in Connecticut for six and half months starting in June. He's excited about the project. He will be redesigning and relocating the assembly line and supply chain for the Airbus airplane (You know the HUGE double decker airplane-- that one!). I think he's a little overwhelmed because it is a BIG project but I have no doubt he'll knock their socks off! The town is about two hours away from Boston. We've heard that the company he will be working for is very understanding if you have a spouse that is still living/working in Boston and will let you work 10 hour days M-Th. This means Steve could potentially only be gone 4 days a week and be home 3. That's not so bad right???? Well that's what I'm trying to tell myself.

We knew that going to school in Boston meant there was a possibility of being apart for six and half months. I always just really really hoped that he would get something where he could stay home and it would be no big deal. But this year there were very few local internships and A LOT of people in his program wanted to stay local. So they were VERY competitive. Since I found that out a couple of months ago I had to really prepare myself for the very real and distinct possibility that we were going to be apart. It helped a little.

I feel like I have been in mourning this week. I tried really hard to just accept it and be a big girl, knowing that it could have been worse. This worked for about two days.

On Thursday night it was POURING rain and the wind was HOWLING. I got off the train and decided to wait for a bus rather than walk the milehome in the rain and wind (Steve was in class so he couldn't come get me.) Well I waited and waited. And then I waited some more for the bus to come. After waiting about 35 minutes and getting pretty wet, I started thinking about the internship... 'How am I going to be able to do this all by myself? What am I going to do when I don't have the option of Steve picking me up from the train in bad weather? What will I do when he's not coming home every night?".... etc etc.... After having these thoughts for a while I take a quick glance down the street and there was the bus...driving away from me. I missed it because I wasn't in the right place for it to pick me up.

So imagine me, standing in the pouring rain, pretty wet, having these horrible thoughts, waiting for 40 minutes for the bus to come, then missing the bus and realizing I have to walk home in the terrible storm. I did what any girl would do-- I started to cry. As I started walking and crying, the rain became torrential and the wind blew my umbrella inside out like 15 times so my face was just getting pelted with rain and I was soaked in about 30 seconds flat. That's when the tears really started rolling. I cried the whole way home for everything... having to walk home, being soaking wet, and especially for the premature loneliness I felt creeping into my life.

Anyways the moral of that tragic story is I got home, got in a nice HOT shower and ate some chocolate and began to feel better. I felt especially better when Steve got home and I was able to tell him all about how I was feeling and how scared I was. After that conversation I felt like I could do it. I think I just needed to have a good cry and be real with myself about it. I think I just got really tired of hearing people say "Oh it's not a big deal", "You'll be okay", "It could be worse." I got tired of it because I knew all of these things were true (except the 'its no big deal' one-- this actually is a big deal.) and I knew I would get through it but I just really needed some time to be sad about it.

So, I've been sad about it, I've faced the facts and now I'm hopeful that I'll have a lot of help from my Heavenly Father that has blessed me with so much. I think that's key in my getting through this ordeal. I still feel sad about it, in fact, I've gotten a little misty eyed writing this post, but I also feel something I didn't before. I feel hope and peace. We can do this together and we will get through it. Somehow :)

Well just thought I'd fill you in on life here... I know I need to post about the Olympics but all the pictures are on Steve's computer and I haven't had a chance to steal it from him for a while to post. He has been working non-stop since we got home!

Sorry...

I can't believe it's been so long since I blogged. Holy Cow. I'm going to do a QUICK update on life here before I get even further behind!

First-- Christmas was excellent. Steve and I were away from Boston for almost a month. We had a great time with the Hale family playing cards, snowboarding, go-carting etc etc. I will direct you to my mother-in-law's post about the holidays for a more comprehensive post. (on the sidebar, the title is Sandra and Brent) Maybe someday I'll write a post of my own.

Second- We said goodbye to Steve's littlest sister Annie and sent her away to Winter Quarters Nebraska on a mission. She's been gone for about a month now and sounds like a great missionary! We miss her already.

Third-- I'M an Aunt AGAIN! This time it was extra special because it was my side. My oldest sister Mhari had the first grandchild for the Lund family. And he was the first boy born in my family to boot. I'm in love with him already. I'll post pictures of him... well soon :) Steve already met him because he was in Austin a couple of days after he was born on a school trip. I'm very jealous. However, my whole family will be going to Austin in May. And I CAN'T WAIT. I really really really miss my family.

Fourth- I started clinic. I have CLIENTS. I plan THERAPY. Weird. This is what I've been waiting for for so long and I'm loving it. It is stressful and I feel completely lost sometimes but I'm making my way.

Fifth-- This week or next we find out about Steve's 6 and half month internship. We are praying that he will be able to live at home for this but the worst it will be is Connecticut and he would live there M-F and come home for the weekends. I could do that for six and half months right? Maybe... I'm feeling quite anxious about this one.

Sixth- We had a great Valentines day. I love my husband soooo much. I can't even write it and I certainly don't have time to write everything I about him right now because....

Seventh-- Tomorrow... well actually in 3 and half hours ... we are hopping on a flight to go to the OLYMPICS!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't wait. We are meeting up with Steve's parents and sister and brother in law, and niece, and the Canadian relatives and are going to hit up some sweet events. Look for us at the men's snowboarding half pipe qualifier and final, womens snowboarder cross, some hockey games and the ski jump. We'll be there!

This is the reason I had to post about all of these things before I have wayyyy to much to catch up on.

P.S. Happy Valentines Day Everybody!