Last weekend I was back in Regina to see the Mountie. Even though it was shorter, this weekend felt a lot more natural and normal between us. He’s more relaxed (even though he’s stressed about the workload), and because it wasn’t as long between visits, it just felt easier. Leaving continues to be awful, but the bathroom at the top of the escalator of the Regina Airport is a good place to have a quick cry before boarding a plane.

On this trip, I actually got to see Depot, or at least some of it. It is surprisingly nice to be able to picture where the Mountie is when he calls me while running or when he’s on his way to get a haircut. It’s amazing actually how much it helps.

Tomorrow is the mathematical halfway point (87 days) between when my Mountie left and when he’ll graduate. I’m still not sure if this is a helpful thing or something that makes me tired, but there it is.

We also learned this weekend that the Mountie (and anyone else in Depot) won’t have any more long weekends. They are pushing through so many troops, they need the time to keep things moving. It really sucks, but at least we got one long weekend together.

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