4 years ago. July 4, 2020 at 4:43 AM
Missing Half
Watching the faces of my loved ones...enjoying time with the littles...having conversations with family...all of this is wonderful to me and I enjoy spending time with them. I just feel like half of me is not here.
I feel like the joy is only half as good as it could be. It’s probably because I miss him so terribly that it’s hard for me to focus. It’s also because I want him to be apart of everything in my life.
I know that sometimes we will have to be apart...but it’s painful. Our families are spread out all over...so it’s inevitable that there will be times that we both can’t go. But I’m looking forward to being back home and in his arms.
46 more hours to go...
Until tomorrow