Hopeless. Romantic.

Letters are the greatest things in the world. Without a doubt.

For all those girls that are writing a missionary, you know what I mean. I received a letter from Jordan yesterday. It was a good one. :) They are always good ones. I was taking a nap and in between the awake and not awake phase my sweet mother walked into my room and hung a letter over my head. I didn't realize how excited I was to hear from Jordan until I saw his letter. After ripping it open I devoured it like it was a pan of brownies. It was like an explosion of fireworks were set off in my chest--Grand finale style. Okay, so, maybe I have been fighting my feelings for a while. There are so many uncertainties about him coming home and I think to guard myself from any potential hurt I have convinced myself I don't care for him THAT much. BUT, every time someone asks about him, and that has been a lot lately, I get excited and happy, beaming, smile as wide as my face happy. How could I not? Right? Goodness, he has been a huge part of my life for the past 4 years. I finally sent his birthday package today. I hope he likes it. 

My favorite thing, well, one of my favorite things about Jordan is that he is just a big goofball. He makes me laugh all the time. It's the greatest when his letters are filled with things that are just him. Ya know? Two years is a long time and I have forgotten so many things. I went to the temple today. Tuesdays were the days that Jordan and I would go to the temple together. The temple workers are so sweet. Every time I go in there they ask about him and how he is doing and if I am still waiting. They asked how much time he has left and when I told them about two months they almost went crazy on me. Sometimes it's comforting to be around people who knew us. 

In his letter he said that his family is picking him up and staying for 10 days. So, it is really 58 days now. I am excited for them and hope that they have fun in Portugal!

One random memory:
 This one time, Jordan and I decided to play Guess Who. Well, after I won a few times he suggested that we played asking only questions on what the people's personalities looked like. I protested a little, thinking that there was no way we could possibly guess the right person based on our opinions. Well, after a few rounds of questions he only had one person up--mine. He was so happy. I accused him of cheating, but he laughed and promised he didn't. I was shocked for sure. How can you win like that? I don't know. You'll have to ask him. :) 

Maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me, but I have this idea in my head of how it will be when we see each other again. You'll probably laugh. It's okay. I laugh too. Right before Christmas, two years ago, Jordan and I broke up. We weren't very good at staying broken up for very long. Anyway, On Christmas day we agreed to see each other and exchange gifts. I heard a knock on the door and ran to open it. (This is the part where you'll laugh) When I opened the door we looked at each other and something happened. I don't know what it was, but it was comforting. I want to describe it as warm, not the weird luke warm, but like the sunshine that warms your soul warm. That kind of warm liquid spread through my body beginning at my heart. Tee Hee. That's such cheese. I guess love is cheese isn't it? Well, anyway, that's how I hope it happens. We'll see each other and know. Am I crazy? Oh yeah. 

But who wouldn't be for this guy?