I stayed up VERY late and Jamie got up VERY early before work so that we could chat (amongst other stuff) via webcam. As writers, we wrote each other poetry (and wrote collaborative pieces, as well) of our longing for each other and the pain of being seperated and the triumph of our love, and we sent these to each other via e-mail and posted them in our poetry thread on the board which we had met on. We wrote songs and sang them to each other. One of the songs that Jamie wrote, he recorded with his brother and he gave me the CD one time when he was visiting so that I could play it over and over whilst we had to be apart. He would call me for a few minutes - ignoring the exorbant cost - most weekdays during his breaks at work and he called me every week so we could talk and cry (and other stuff) for an hour. All these things we did in effort to stay sane because saying that it hurt so much to be apart just doesn't do that kind of pain justice. We made it through by the grace of God.