Lets just accept the fact that I'm always a bit laggy with my journal, shall we. LOL

But, honestly, life has been moving forward in a rapidly pregressive state and I'm gearing up to relocate. Whilst my sweety is over seas I have been working on our plans to move and buy a new home, and I will be off to my sister's place soon to set camp while I job and house hunt.
I'm hoping that once I regain some stability and have my family around me again, I will also be able to relax and embrace my passion for photography. It's been too long in stagnant waters. But even as my head spins with these changes my hair has seen fit to finally start growing back. Luckily I didn't lose much and all it took was a home visit from my honey and it was clear that all my angst and issues were symbiotic in nature. My love and I are such opposites in so many ways, and so much the same in others. Living apart in order to obtain a higher goal 'together' is not something I would recommend nor would I have agreed to it had I had enough time to consider it.
Yet, it works. We manage...we chat every day over the web and we make our plans and discuss our dreams. I would not have it any other way and I didn't come this far only to drop the ball at a critical time in our lives. He will be home again in a few months and that 'home' will be entirely ours to begin the life we so want together.
In my heart, I suppose I never doubted it.