It's true. During most of Robb and my courtship we lived in two different states. I know there have been many times throughout our journey that I have told the story and talked about how it was the best thing for us. That I believe us having nothing to do but "talk" with each other is what truly created the foundation of our friendship, and created a level of intimacy that I believe many miss out on because they spend their time doing much more than talk.
I have missed my husband this week. I've missed his smile, his laugh, his whispers, I have missed his touch. I have missed having him here to talk to throughout the day, to bounce every thought and idea off of. I have missed the security of having him cuddle me as I fall asleep and the simple comfort of waking up next to him. I have missed him being here so I can shower without worrying about the kids, so I can run to the store for milk, and I've missed his authoritative stance that affects these children in an unsubstitutable, positive way. I missed having him here so I could jump in his arms as we shared some of the best news we've gotten in 11 years. I have missed so many things. Realizing how much I would miss him is good for the heart. He just text to say he got on his flight and they are on their way home....my heart fluttered.
I am thankful for this week. Thankful for all the phone time we had, thankful for all the moments I wished he was here and thankful for the reminder of how intimate our relationship really is.
