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Jan 02, 2006 19:00

I've just returned home from dropping my husband off at the airport yet again. The last time I was sad, but it was with the great hope that I would see him in just a couple weeks. I didn't even have to wait that long. This time, I may not see him for a year.

I feel closer to him every time he comes and leaves again, and though I feel I know more of what to expect this time around, it doesn't seem any easier for that knowledge.
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