Brent left this morning for Connecticut. It's only for four days. It's really not so bad. However, the knowledge that he'll return on Friday did nothing to prevent me from crying when he left.
You'd think that four years of occasional business trips would prepare me for future business trips. But I always cry. In fact, I think it's getting worse.
The longer I'm with him, the more I love him. The more I love him, the more I hate it when he leaves.
I'm blessed to be so happily married. Not every marriage is a happy one. I'm lucky.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
A Hard Day
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