Take a quick browse through some facebook wall posts and statuses, and notice how many times “can’t wait” is stated. People “can’t wait” to see friends or meet new babies or attend an event. It’s a harmless phrase, right? Or is it?
In the summer of 2009 when Aaron was studying for BAR, and we were packing up our lives in Nashville, there was a period of ten days when we would be apart. Aaron would be driving the moving truck to Philadelphia, attending a cousin’s wedding, staying at a hotel in Philadelphia while taking the BAR, and moving into our new home. I would be staying with friends in Nashville, finishing up my job at Vanderbilt, and driving our car to Philadelphia. I was twenty-something weeks pregnant, and our third wedding anniversary was on the first day of the BAR exam. As we talked together about this upcoming season in our lives, we reflected frequently on our friend who would be serving abroad in the military. Surely, if he would be spending months apart from his wife, we…