to go on a business trip to Kansas City.
She’ll be back Friday night. While this isn’t the longest we’ll have been apart (they sent her off for a week last fall), it will be the farthest. Before she was never more than a 6 hour drive away. It’s also the farthest she’s flown.
I realize this doesn’t really compare with what some of the others of you have gone through (viz: Mrs.[purple]& Mr. Bear), but it’s all relative. Fact is, we’re still crazy 'bout each other, after five years of spending every day together, and neither of us deal well with being away from the other. F’rinstance, last night I slept a total of ZERO hours and had persistent acid indigestion. (See how the prospect of 3 nights by myself gets me wrought-up?) And she would start getting teary when thinking about leaving.
I’m not sure why I’m posting this here, except that she can check it while she’s gone, and it’s kinda like me painting a great big billboard saying
I LOVE YOU, SWEETHEART!
AND, if any of you’d be so kind as to offer prayers up to whoever-you-do-that-sorta-thing-to, that my sweet wife will arrive safely in KC and come back home to me…
well, TIA.
soft kiss and {{{HUGGGS}}} to jkayla (AKA Mrs. Tygr)
…and would you LOOK at this - the inconsiderate jerks I work for give me work to do, just when I’d steeled myself for a good day’s worth of moping.
>SHEESH!< Some people…