I figured since I'm going to be on the road for the next couple of days, and possibly unable to blog, I would bless you all with another entry today, haha. Plus, this was just on my mind.
I know you probably don't want to hear over and over about how much I miss my husband. But, I was laying on top of my bed earlier and during a nap the other day and smelled his smell (you know, how everyone has their own scent) on the sheets. It all of a sudden made me sad. I was reminded that he was there in those sheets with me just a few short days ago, yet it's already felt like forever. And that I've slept 5 days by myself already. Depressing. As much as I like to have space in my bed with me, and as much as I enjoy marking days off of the deployment calendar, I really hate sleeping alone now that I know what it feels like to have someone in bed with me every night.
The sheets don't get warm as fast, there's no cuddling to be done, and I have the ritual of kissing his forehead every night before we fall asleep. And there's no forehead to kiss. Sad, again. And I haven't even gotten to Texas yet, haha. Ohhhh man.