Let me tell you something. I don't care that I am married to an Army officer, and that he leaves to go to school, or training for weeks at a time. That doesn't mean I am 'used to it.' I had this comment from a colleague a week ago. She was telling me the story of how her husband was gone for five days and she was just devastated. It was the longest they had been apart since they were married and she was complaining about how hard it was to be apart for those days. She made the comment to me that I was 'used to it' so she was sorry for complaining. No matter how many nights I have spent away from my husband, I have never gotten 'used to it.' I still miss him terribly and have sleepless nights when I hear something creaking or the dog's ears perk up. I CAN get used to sleeping next to him. To waking up to him cuddling up next to me because I 'am sooo warm.' And to him kissing me before he leaves in the morning. I don't think anyone can get used to sleeping alone. I know I can't. So meanwhile, perhaps my colleague should thank God that it's just five nights, and not five weeks or a year.
Sorry, I am done venting now! Everyone once in awhile it needs to be done. I don't want this site to be all of my venting, but I always feel much better afterwards. I will do my best to mix in some very happy posts as well!
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