4.05.2007

My phone rang again

I spoke to my husband last night for the first time in nine days. He sounded tired and isolated and really excited to hear my voice. I’d like to say I didn’t cry. However, that would be insane. I’m surprised I didn’t start crying as soon as I heard his voice. I miss him so much. I lay in bed after the kids go to bed and sometimes it’ll start to creep into my mind and I’ll just refuse to think about it. I’ll try to find something to watch on TV or go surf Ebay. I’ve also eaten a box of Whoppers. And a box of Hot Tamales. And Georgia made me get ice cream sandwiches at the store. She’s a bad influence. Scott told me he dreams about me every night and his voice broke a little. He says it’s been really hard and it feels like he’s been gone forever. I knew exactly what he meant. Our house looks the same as it did when he left. So does the stuff in it and our kids and the piles of laundry and the mail thrown on the counter. But none of it feels the same. Nothing's the same without him.

2 comments:

shannon said...

omg I love you. You'll get through this. I know it's hard.

a happier girl said...

So, what I'm going to do is go ahead and make you my new best friend forever because you clearly have "knowing just the right thing to say" skills. Thanks so much.

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