Love

Yesterday my sister and I went down to Eugene to see Chad for the first time since he's been back and to hear his homecoming talk at church.  We left around 6 am and got there at about 8 for church at 9.  I wasn't super nervous until I was in his driveway, so we sat there for a good 15 minutes before I plucked up the courage to finally get out of the car and knock on his door.  I don't really know what I was expecting to happen, but I suppose things went fairly well.  There were moments where it felt normal like before, but mostly it was sort of weird.  He's still kind of in missionary mode and has some trouble with translating his thoughts to english...despite the slight language barrier, his homecoming talk went very very well.  He was assertive and more confident and was able to bring the spirit in a way that his farewell two years ago didn't really do.  It was amazing to see the change and see the man he's become.  After church, we went back to his house and played games and ate dinner.  At 7 they had an open house and a bunch of friends and people he knew came over to see him...thats when I started to feel super uncomfortable and a bit overwhelmed.  I probably shouldn't have stayed for that because it just made me feel weird about everything.  I don't know...I think the ball is more in his court at this point and I have no idea what to do or where to go from here.
In other news though, my grandparents' 50th anniversary was this last weekend so tonight we all went out to celebrate.  They've known each other since the 2nd grade and their love is so inspiring.  I hope one day Ill be able to celebrate 50 years of marriage with my husband and be just as in love with him then, if not more, as I will have been on our wedding day.