I just got back from dropping Josh off at the airport. The ride home was hell. So much traffic and so much fog. I was afraid Josh's flight would be canceled or delayed but I just checked online and it looks like it got of the ground on time.

I'm sad that he's gone but I'm also grateful for the wonderful two days we had together. It was nice having him home. I guess I looked sad as we were saying good-bye because he said, "hey, we just got two days we didn't expect to have - that's a gift." He told me to think of this as a prelude to what's to come at Christmas time.

He's right so I'm going to focus on how much fun I had this weekend and the fact that I got to see him a whole month sooner than I expected. And besides, if this weekend sets the stage for what's to come, I think I'm going to be a very happy girl in a few weeks. He was so great this weekend - so sweet and gentle. My heart soars every time I think about it.

Now I just pray for his flight to get to England safely. I'm sure I'll be up all night tracking the plane online. I just have to know that he's there and he's safe.