What a streak

On October 26, 2011 Linda came into my life via a Facebook profile picture of her beautiful face, a NY Jets T-shirt and fantastically conversative, anti-Occupy Wall Street response to a mutual friend's occasionally communistic thoughts. It was the first day we spoke indirectly about the OWS topic and flirtatiously only in subtext. It wasn't until the next day that she sent me a friend request (due to my naturally irresistable qualities, of course... and the fact that I was too chicken shit to request her). October 27, 2011 marks the day that we first had a direct conversation via Facebook's private messaging system and phone text message (I got those digits quick, right?). Finally on the 28th I was off from work and we made our way to the phone.

Nearly 6 hours and a phone recharge later we finally hung up for the night. Today is exactly 216 days later and we have spoken, if not seen each other, for every single one of those 216 days. Some of those days I was in Mississippi and she in New Jersey. Some we were in Mississippi together and others in New Jersey together. For a couple, she was in Los Angeles, California and me in Mississippi.

Tomorrow morning, my beautiful girl leaves for Mexico for vacation until Monday. It is not any further away than New Jersey if I had to guess. California to Mississippi was more time zones apart. However, she will not be in the same country for the first time. Despite how far we've come in technology and the fact that people walk across the border from that country to ours constantly, making a phone call from there to here comes at a price of $1 per minute.

So as of tomorrow we will hit the first day, day 217, that we will have not spoken. Such is life. It was bound to happen sooner or later, but we had a good streak. As I said to her over the weekend about a separate topic and she reminded me today... we have the rest of our lives. That being said, for days 217, 218, 219 and 220, I will miss her voice.