Moving backwards

I had a dream last night that my soldier and I were reunited. It is sad that right now the only time I can see him is in my dreams, but the dream felt so good. He came home early and surprised me and I was so excited. But then I realized I wasn't wearing the dress I had picked out for our homecoming and I was so mad. When I told him about my dream, he just laughed. At least we still have our humor.
In a message I got from my soldier last night he told me how he was missing me and just wanted to come home. It broke my heart. I want him home just as bad, but there is nothing I can do to make it go any faster. I know he is getting antsy. I know it is so close he can taste it, but I told him he needs to focus on what needs to get done and we will be together before we know it. However, if I give him the same advice, I have to follow it for myself. I count the days and look at all the things that I have to do before then and it seems endless. Something has to make the time go faster!
I was doing so well today. I was kicking butt! The days are ticking along, but time is starting to feel as if it is moving backwards. I sometimes wonder if this will ever end. I know it will, but I want it to be over now. I wish we wouldn't ever have to do this again, but I know that isn't true either. Hopefully I can hear from him tonight so he can give me the reassurance that the days really are ending, and soon this will too. Soon, very soon, but never soon enough.