And you'd think I'd have something monumental to write about! But, alas, I do not. Unless you count the fact that my husband will be home in 4 hours after being away for ELEVEN days!! To me, that's monumental.
My husband is my life. We've done OK while he's been gone, but I couldn't imagine facing too many more days without him. We've talked several times each day he's been away, but it's not the same as seeing his face, holding his hand, feeling his presence.
We've painted two rooms, laid a wood floor, and added a new piece of furniture since Eric left. I love our "new" house. But, something is missing. Someone is missing.
When Eric arrives, this place will be home again. It will be complete.
I will be complete.
My 100th post is dedicated to my husband. My love. My life.
"My beloved is mine, and I am his..."