I woke up next to my husband this morning, and for that I am
incredibly grateful.
Greg’s job requires fairly frequent travel. He’ll be home
for months at a time then suddenly have three trips almost back to back. He can
be gone anywhere from two days to two weeks at a time (though those long trips
are rare). This past week, he was gone for six days. We talked on the phone at
least once a day, shared email, and texted. He sent me photographs of his hotel
and stories of his conference sessions and client meetings. I gave him updates
about our daughter’s backache, told him how my classes went, and teased him
with our supper menus. We covered all the daily grind of our days.
Yet, when we got up together this morning and sat down with
a cup of coffee, we could not stop talking. There is nothing like having him
close.
My husband is my best friend and I could talk with him for
days on end without stop. I am so thankful he came home and we had this time
together, even though I was late for work because of it.
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