June 11, 2010 – My husband, my lover, my friend


I am rarely away from the hubby, by choice. He’s, well, my husband, my lover, my best friend. I adore being around him, spending time with him, just being in the same room with him. So I don’t spend a lot of time away from home, away from him. Actually, it is difficult for me to do so. I find myself growing very homesick for him very quickly and thus becoming melancholy when I’m away from him.

Like this weekend. I worked really hard to set up stuff for the Game of the Month and yet I’m not even there. But I’m truly missing gaming with my honey. I miss him. I miss soothing his feathers when things get frustrating, making things easier by having the answer before he even had the question formed.

I guess I have become very used to be helpmeet and for the next day and a half, I won’t be helpmeet and I’m too far away to do any good anyway. But I miss him. I will sleep in a bed without him tonight and that makes me sad. I’ll miss his weight next to me, his warmth and sigh when he turns over in his sleep. It will be hard waking up in a half-empty bed in the morning. I know I’m only gone for two nights and I’ll be back by dinnertime on Sunday but still. I’m a long way from home.

It may sound like I’m whining and it’s not that I don’t expect to have a great time here at Tribal Rev., but I do miss him. I miss his presence, his sudden piping up with a new thought or idea to share. I will dress up tomorrow night without him to tell me how lovely I am or to make sure that I’m put together properly. No one dresses me better than he does.

Yep! I miss the hubby! Ariellah’s great but she cannot compare to my husband, lover, and best friend.

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