Well, today is an interesting day for me. Anthony was scheduled to go back to Rochester this morning at about 5:45am. I got a text from him at 1:30am saying his train was cancelled and that he wouldn't be leaving until Tuesday morning. Good news, right? It's actually bittersweet...very bittersweet. Last night, we went to dinner and then hung out at my house for awhile. Our goodbye was so painful. I cried in his arms for an hour, with fits of hysteria in there too. It was hard for me to stop crying and he felt so bad because he had to leave me here on LI without him. We've been through distance before, so this should have been easier for me, right? WRONG. All the pain of distance flooded back at once and overwhelmed me. Anthony and I shared cute little stories from when we were LD to try to lighten the mood. He was so sweet and supportive. He hugged me so tightly, would kiss my forehead and even massaged my back and shoulders to try and calm me down. His words meant so much to me, telling me how much he loves me and that we can do this...we've been through this before and this won't change anything. It was a very emotional night for us, and now we get to go through it all over again tonight. Anthony asked me if I could take him to the train station; I said yes. This is the second time I'll be seeing him actually leave and I'm trying to prepare for it again. That's the worst feeling in the world, and I don't know how I'm going to do this. *sigh* I just wish he didn't have to go, though I am blessed to have one more day with him.