Today, I spent the day with my best friend. I spent a lot of it with the 6 kids we have between the two families, watching them, talking to them, playing with them. It was exhausting, but not bad. It was a weird thing, because, even though I was there for my friend and dealing with kids, I was thinking a lot about Ian. I went to dinner and a movie with my best friend. It was fun, and I loved hanging out with her, but I was still thinking of the last time I went to the movies (without the kids). I went with Ian. It was our date night. Simply put, I miss him. I really can't say much else, but that I miss him. I was in the middle of supporting my friend, but Ian kept creeping into my mind. Little things I saw or heard just brought back memories and reminded me how lucky I am to have such a wonderful husband and how much I miss him.
Nothing more tonight than thinking about him and missing him like crazy. Every time I feel sad and miss him, I realize how lucky I am to have an amazing man to miss.
One day down, one day closer.
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