A wonderful surprise

So there I was, sitting in my room Friday afternoon painting a birdhouse when my phone rings. I don't recognize the number, but I answer it anyway.

IT'S BEN!

I immediately start crying, it just came like a wave. I was so relieved to hear from him, and I miss hearing his voice so much! He gave me his address, and told me that he was doing just fine. He said that this is something that he can do, and he's doing it all for me. He told me that some guy had tried to commit suicide earlier today. Ben was in a briefing, and the guy had gone into his bathroom and cut his wrists. Very scary! He couldn't talk long, I'm sure there was a line behind him, but he told me that he'd write me as soon as his superiors gave him permission. He told me to write and to send pictures of myself. It wasn't 2 hours later that I had the pictures developed and was getting his letters sent.

I miss him so much, it's almost unbearable. This whole week, I have felt like a hermit. I haven't wanted to hang out...I've just been wanting to be alone. Even at work, I'm irritable and grouchy, wanting to get back to my cozy little room where I can be alone with my thoughts. The only way I can describe how I'm feeling is that I feel like half of me is missing.

Please, tell me this gets easier.