More talk with Mark last night. He said something that kind of crystalized it for me--that he doesn't treat our relationship any differently than he did when he was living just across the street. So I was able to say that making a long-distance relationship work is harder. And it is. I believe both partners have to work harder to make the other feel just as loved as if they were together. For Mark, that is especially tough to do, so I feel for him. But we've both got to find a way. That was basically the conclusion we came to.
It was a scary conversation. He asked me if I thought we were falling apart, and I said I didn't know. Because there has to be a reason why this is so hard. What if something is seriously wrong? But I felt much better about it by the end of our conversation. I told him we weren't and that it would be okay...and he sent me a smiley face. It was such a relief to see that. It is going to be all right.
In other news, I hope to get my first paycheck from the paper today, the first time I will have ever been paid a substantial amount just for writing and reporting and not for business office work with a little writing and reporting on the side. I have now sent off three stories to Marilyn, but she hasn't replied. I hope I'm doing it right. I need to think about making a log for the summer too...and I know I'm supposed to write a paper on the whole thing at the end as well. I kind of wish she'd say something so I know what's going on. It's been two weeks and I haven't heard a word from my faculty "supervisor." In fact, I haven't heard from her in a couple of months at least. She never replied when I was trying to decide what classes to take either. How annoying. I might try her Knox e-mail next time, just for kicks.
Nothing much else going on.