3 months
3 months has passed... we used to segment our lives over the threes/quarters. We planned based on what the beginning and end of a quarter would look like. What holidays, dates, CE (continuing education), extracurriculars, school projects, etc would be relevant or even prevalent. We'd lament that time flew by too quickly and/or that we didn't want the next wave of quarterly chaos to begin yet. Only this 3 months wasn't a quarter. It simply staggered q4 and q1. It was the longest 3 months of our lives. I used to count the days we'd been together. I'd include it in cards for birthdays, anniversaries, etc. The number was always so significant. It felt so big and held such value. When I'd write it, I'd think about how big the number was but how short of a journey it had been. His card on our anniversary said 6,940. There were only 4 days after that. We spent 6,944 days as a couple... as us. So why the last 99 days feels far greater than the 6,944... I'll ne...