Here is a screen shot of the missionary app I use to track Will's time in Mexico. Today, as you can see was a momentous occasion when we hit the 600 days to go mark. 130 days gone, 600 more until he comes home.
That sounds like a lot of days.
It's odd how in some ways, it seems like last week that he was here and we were so busy running around and getting everything ready for him to leave, and in other ways, it feels like he has been gone FOREVER. It also feels like the more days we get underneath our belts, the faster the days are going.
I am still determined to not wish this time away. It will go fast enough. Life is good. We shall savor the moment.