
I love my husband, and I miss him very much. He's been gone, one day shy, of two weeks. I keep telling myself, I'm further now, than I was two weeks ago. I'm trying to remain positive, but there are times when I find it's proving difficult. I'm overwhelmed by taking care of our son, and our new puppy (who isn't house broken), our cats, the bills, and the house. I just have to breathe and think about the future. I think all of this will get easier once I can mail him letters. I keep getting them from him, and I've been responding every day, faithfully, but I don't have his address yet. I know the old stand by of tattooing another persons name on your body, and the chances of you two going your separate ways are increased. I think that's stupid. It's like Murphy's law, I guess. Aren't there exceptions? I think so, and I'd like to be one of them. I'm going to start a chest piece within the next few weeks. It's going to be mainly script, and a few other surprises thrown in. I want it to say "Always and Forever". That's how long I plan on being with Jeremy, for always and forever. He's been such a major influence in my life, and impacted me so greatly. I wish I had taken the opportunity to tell him these things before he left. He's a good man, and like any man, makes mistakes. That's all they were though, simple mistakes and accidents. When he gets back, both of us are going to have to work on our "forgive and forget" skills. I, espe
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