#11 The DH is away on business. He is in the Bahamas...I know, sounds rough, right? But it is actually kind of rough on him. He hasn't been well. His best friend from work is very ill, dying of Lou Gehrig's disease, and the DH is feeling his absence keenly. The pressure at work is enormous right now as the company goes through some major changes, and this conference is a big, big deal. He has an awful lot on his plate. I wish, I wish, I wish I could do something to help him. To take some of his stress and grief. To give him energy and calm and good health like serving him food at supper. But I can't. All I can do is keep the home fires burning, and send him, across all the miles of land and ocean between us, my love and appreciation for all that he is to me and our sons.
I miss him. And with every twang of longing comes profound gratitude...gratitude for love ocean-wide and ocean-deep to share with him.