Now that we have a 'tentative' date of his homecoming (no I can't tell you, and I am still not happy it's not a FINAL DATE, or more concrete, but I digress) it is time to plan a day with my husband. The first weekend he is home, we have planned for a mini-getaway. I need a day alone with my husband. I need the time to spend with just him, eating dinner together, walking down the street holding hands, and just being husband and wife again. An uninterrupted by phones ringing, TV blaring or internet searching day.
Instead of spending money, I suggested we just have that day here. By the time he comes home, it will have been three months since he's been home. I thought perhaps he would want to sleep in his own bed or sit in his recliner. He said it would be too hard to escape from everyone, so we need to go away. Why would I argue?
I love his family. Seriously, I do. They have been so helpful since Michael has been gone. I complain to Michael that we didn't spend time together ALONE on his R & R. I made him feel bad about it, but didn't mean to. I understand he only had 15 days and wanted to see everyone, and we should be so lucky that our families care for us that much. But I need that time with my husband.
It will have been one year, I don't think it's too much to ask for. My wonderful husband has agreed and so we are going away, if only for one day. We are going to stay in the city, hit the zoo maybe, go to the Melting Pot for dinner, and enjoy our time together. I can't wait. Now if I can just be patient enough to wait for that day. Hurry up October!!!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment