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Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. ~Aristotle

I learned something this afternoon. Learn is the wrong term, because the clues, the puzzle pieces were there the past few days. I was just missing the few key pieces needed to complete the puzzle. I was given one of those pieces today, unknowingly to the giver.

Dan was set to come home to Iowa from Australia in two days. In two days time, he would've stepped onto a plane in Sydney, Australia and stepped off in Des Moines, Iowa. In two days I'd have my other half in my arms where he belongs. He would've been home.

Plans have been put on hold for the moment. I can not and will not explain why. Contrary to suspicion, I'm not upset that he won't be home in two days. Rather, I'm thankful. I know where he is and that he is safe. I can be where I am needed and not feel torn between two choices. Yes, I'm sad that he won't be home, but since we began dating we've been apart...127 days. The entire length of time we've been together, we've been apart. Series of events made it so. 127 days and counting. We've made it this far, we can make it as long as need be. I love him regardless of where he is.