Sometimes things happen that totally rock your life and in the midst of all the chaos and preparations for a specific even, it seems like all you have to do is blink and there's the day you were waiting for. A day that seemed lightyears away.
There are 117 days to go until Jace Michael gets here. That's 117 to "get all my ducks in a row" as my mother would say. 117 days to enjoy being the only one who decides if I want to lay in bed all day long and watch movies (these days usually fall on a Sunday and are called "Lazy Sundays"). 117 days to go where ever I want, whenever I want, and do whatever I want.
117 days seems like a really long time, but I know amongst all the chaos and all the preparations--I'm going to blink...and he's here.
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