The lil twins, Dare and Gabe, are sick, my oldest, Wy, is off and on sick, the love of my life is stuck 125 miles away, and now we won't even be able to communicate much possibly, for 4 out of 7 days, in the week. I KNOW it's not permanent, but boy, does it get rough.
First, I just hate when my kids are sick...especially when they are too little to understand.
Second, yes, I know this situation is not forever with him, but when your love is also your best friend, well....you 'need' him! I know all about absense making the heart fonder, and at times yes, you appreciate the time more when you don't get that time constantly....but it also makes your heart so lonely without word for days from the person you love. Sometimes I call his cel phone just to hear his message on voicemail, just to hear his voice. I know...I'm pathetic.
I think of those overseas, or away from loved ones, REALLY away, for long periods, and I think I'm such a baby, whining about a short term situation. But it still aches.
Daryl and Gabriel turned a year old last month, and are now walking. Yes, I cannot believe it myself! Walking! Next comes full on talking. We spend 18 months wishing our babies would walk and talk, then 18 years saying shut up, and sit down! Go figure.
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