Here We Are

I am married to my best friend. Although it has now been 103 days since our wedding, I still hear "Lis! We are MARRIED!" on at least a weekly basis. I personally am still waiting for everything to sink in. None of my professors can say my new last name, and it brings back memories of intentionally butchering it in high school. I guess when you pronounce my first name wrong (Leeza), I am more than allowed to make jokes about your last name. Little did I know it would be mine in a few short years. Kyle is spending most of his time in the library or with his nose in a book. I spend most of my time wishing I could catch up on sleep. I miss home, but I have yet to have a homesick breakdown. Last year I was scooped up into Kyle's arms on several occasions. I think living in Pullman is easier because home is so much closer. I have to admit, I miss all the laughs with Shan and Linds. Here we are in Pullman though. That little town built around a college in the middle of wheat fields. It is beautiful in its own small way. You know those sunsets that take your breath away? The ones you try to capture in a picture, but they never turn out quite like real life? We have the most amazing view of them every night. Nothing replaces where you spent your childhood, or the people that you call family and love most, but I know that the next couple of years we spend here will be incredible...