Lonely bed...
I’ve dreaded tonight all day. It’s just not the same without him in the bed.
The time I get with him during the night is the most precious to me. Even though we are sleeping...just to be able to roll over and nuzzle him...or feel him softly petting my cheek...feel his breathe on my neck...hold me tight when I have bad dreams...hear sweet words of love.
We he has to go...bedtime is most dreaded time of the day. It’s when the truth of is absence is real. No hiding at work...no busying myself with chores, gym or TV. The reality of loneliness sets in and I toss and turn. Can get comfortable...stuff all the pillows around me...cry.
I’m so grateful that I can go to him in 3 days. This will be so nice to not have to do 20 days straight. I can go to him on the weekends. We are in the same time zone so I can talk to him before I go to sleep and when I wake up. This is much more manageable than before when I knew I had 19 more nights just like this...now I only have 3.
Until tomorrow....