A New Beginning

I am not really sure how many readers of my blog I actually had, and of those readers how actually enjoyed it, but from what my Mother has told me, there were at least a few out there who looked forward to what I wrote about me and Andrea’s experiences here in Europe and for my lack of posts over the last half of our trip I do apologize. I look back know, all be it not a long time in a picture, but an entirety when you are living and travelling in Europe, and have already begun to forget several of the unique and amazing adventures Andrea and I have shared, and I so wished I could not only have shared them with you, which hopefully someday I will, face to face, but even more so, what is disheartening for me is that with me not writing the memories they seem to fade like the sun into the distant horizon. Of course, I do have several stories I will never forget, but despite those stories I find there are way too many stories I should have written down. So, I could remember them myself, have a written testament to not only the astonishingly beauty this adventure has brought into our lives, the trials it has caused and have strengthened Andrea and I to overcome.
I am writing this first of what I hope to be many blog posts for that reason. Andrea and I have come to another transition period in this trip abroad and I feel the importance of attempting to document it will be important, however difficult it may turn out to be. You see, I have just left Andrea in her town of Hradec for what is to be her last week of teaching; she is leaving for Michigan next Saturday morning, while I will remain in the Czech Republic for close to another month. Andrea and I have dealt with a long term relationship before, if you could call this next step toward forever together that, as it will be less than a month of separation before we see each other again when I fly into New York City, hopefully, to a big welcoming committee. I carry no apprehension going into this short phase of our lives. We have done it before, it was extremely difficult and due one of my many faults I nearly undid all of what we had built between us, we made it through and in my mind have an all-together better relationship for it. After over four years together and many tests we are more in love than ever in my opinion, you may have to ask her about her thoughts
I getting somewhat off what I wanted to get across in this post, I wanted to inform the readers I had and hopefully regain. I will once again start writing on my blog. However, as Andrea will not be here, it will carry a whole different theme. From this point forward, actually starting next Saturday, I am going to attempt to post each and every day I have left in the Czech Republic, 28 days in all, including the day of the morning Andrea’s leaves Prague for Michigan, which will be next Saturday up until the day I fly to New York City. I really am at a lost as to what I will actually be able to share, it might be a bit boring, and hopefully I can make things interesting, as Andrea has been such a huge part of this trip for me, but I am hoping I can think of something. Particularly, what I have been thinking is sharing the difficulties of missing a person whom you truly love with all your heart for everything they are and, at the same time, letting my parents, as well as Andrea, keep tabs on me.
I know these last 28 days are going to be difficult and I might become a bit too sappy at times. However, I feel it is important I write about this time in my life. So, I guess in conclusion, I will write, and I hope I have the ability, the fortitude to stick with my idea of writing each and every day for 28 days. Lastly, to let you know what I have decided to call this new chapter of my blog, here it is, “28 sunsets I Missed with the One I Love.” I know sappy, like I said, but I thought it was kind of catchy. So, starting in six days from now, if you’re interested, keep a look out for posts from myself. They will be posted in the same place, just following a different theme. Thank you for reading and sharing.