Tonight I'm feeling pretty down. I had a good day full of exercising and lunch with family, but it's hard to come home to emptiness and keep your spirits up. The baby is currently napping, which is great, but it gives me even more time to pine for my husband. It's hard when you're surrounded by family and familiarity and yet you still feel so out of place. I'm sitting in my apartment, again. Eating a bowl of soup, again. Missing my husband and my 'real life', again. I don't belong here. I belong with him. And I miss sitting in our tiny town home while he sat at his desk messing on the computer and the baby and I played behind him carrying on a conversation as a whole. I miss having someone to share inside jokes, and someone that I can anything to without feeling judged. I miss having someone that say 'I missed you today' or 'I am so happy to be home' or even 'What's for dinner'. You would be surprised what small things you miss when they aren't there anymore and the big things you take for granted!
I almost, almost miss cleaning the bathroom sink after he shaves every morning. Almost.
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