we are joined at the hip.
i can't remember a time in all my 24 years (well, except the 2.5 when she wasn't born yet...) when i haven't been with her.
i understand she doesn't have her mission call yet,
but she has her papers turned in.
it's all becoming more real.
honestly, i don't know what i'm going to do when she leaves.
probably cry. every day.
just like i do now. and she hasn't even left yet.