Only Three.

it's been three days,
and it's so weird that you are... not here.
everything reminds me of you, and makes me miss you even more.
i'm proud of you, though.
and i've been praying more consistently now, because you need prayers more than ever, and it helps me worry less.
but this pain in my chest won't go away.
this aching, gaping hole.
with time, it will get better.
when i hear from you, it will definitely feel better.
but,
for now,
i'll just deal with the aches from missing you so very much.
i hope your first full week in africa goes well, elder.
i hope you learn a lot, and feel the spirit and know that what you're doing is a great thing.