Always Got My Back.

Just wanted to give a quick shout out to my wonderful hubby who always has my back.  Thank you for being so supportive even while you were in Missouri and for sympathizing with me when people are completely ridiculous and "totally high school".  You are the best and I love you very much!  So glad you're home :)

Life Without My Everything.

I didn't realize how much I really need my husband.  I thought I was pretty self-reliant, pretty independent, even after having been married for almost a year now, but I am being indefinitely proven wrong, which is very ok with me.
Bradley is in Missouri this week for Racquetball Nationals.  He left Monday night and doesn't return until Sunday.  This leaves me by myself to eat and sleep and exist this week.  Tuesday after work, I honestly wasn't all that beat up about it.  I had to work late, I was tired, and it was kinda relaxing to come home to the house the way I'd left it and not have to worry about what it was going to look like.  It was kinda nice to get to chill and do what I wanted without having to worry about someone else's happiness or comfort. It was even kinda nice to watch a few movies by myself: things I wouldn't usually make Brad sit and watch with me. So I thought maybe I wasn't a very good wife.
Then on Wednesday, yesterday, I worked in the morning and was still doing fine throughout the day.  I got off work, came home, and same deal: got to relax, got to choose what to do.  I got to go to the gym with a friend.  I started working on finishing a scrapbooking project...and it gradually hit me.  Things aren't as fun or entertaining without my soul mate and best friend.  My brother came over and had dinner with me, watched a little TV, but it just wasn't the same.  It was nice not to be alone, but he didn't get all my funny little phrases; he didn't know the inside jokes.  He couldn't laugh at my silliness, or hold me through my tears.  He couldn't scratch my scalp, play with my hair, or rub my back when I had a headache.  He couldn't kiss my owies better.  He couldn't hold my hand or cuddle with me on the couch.  He wasn't Brad.
It was then it really occurred to me.  I missed my husband.  What would I do without my Bradley?  I officially know I couldn't live without him.  Without getting to talk to him on the phone this week, I would go crazy.  Thank goodness for the love of my life.  Thank you baby for everything you do and everything you are; for all the little day-to-day things that make our life what it is, that make our life as wonderful as it is :)  I love you!  Forever.  Good luck this week babe, come home to me safely!