Ticking clock...
We are back in the stretch of Daddy’s work days....and I found myself checking the clock mostly all
day. I find it interesting that we are approaching a year that this man caught my eye...and even with that amount of time I still can’t get enough.
I’m blessed that he gets to work so close now...so close I can come and see him and stay and he can come home. Even with that ...when he left me this morning...from the moment he closed the door to his hotel room...I find myself watching the clock and counting down until I will be back with him.
I go through the day...doing things to occupy the time...but not one second goes by without me thinking of him or thinking when I will be back with him.
This feeling has only intensified over time. I’m able to manage the emotional part much better than in the beginning...I don’t cry or feel weepy anymore about it...but I just feel empty without him. Just like I’m missing something...or it’s like I’m not really enjoying anything without him there too.
My heart just doesn’t beat the same without him with me...our rhythm is what my body needs to function properly...so my days are filled with the distant sound of a clock ticking until I am back with him...
Tic toc tic toc tic toc
Until tomorrow...