Sunday, October 26, 2008

Shout-out to my hubby

When Jason leaves on a trip, I miss him something fierce right away. This time is no exception. After taking him to the airport at the wee hours of the morning, I went home and back to bed. Still to awake and turn over to his cold side of the bed that was warm with him a few hours before. I think it's in these moments of longing and of my heart stretching in pain that I realize how much I love him and how much I have. Here are a few that I think about:

I love kissing his temple and smelling his skin and hair
I love laying next to him, wrapped up like a fragile package
I love when he walks in the door at the end of the day, sleeves rolled up and hair a little less perfect from the long day
I love the smell of his shirts after he's worn them
I love finding his notes to himself throughout the day
I love the sweet text messages he sends me as he's going to bed in a far away hotel
I love his goofiness and spaziness in the morning after he's taken a shower
I love when he lies on top of me and the weight encompasses me
I love coming home to him
I love making dinner for him
I love being loved by him

My dear, sweet husband: Come home to me soon. I miss you.

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