Remember when you first found the love of your life and it was like, every moment away from them physically hurt?
Was I the only hopeless romantic that lay awake at night missing my true love?
Daniel left this morning until Thursday for Darien Lake with his youth group. It's going to be a lot of fun and I'm so glad he gets this opportunity.
But, why do I feel like it's three years ago and I'm missing my newfound love?
We have never been apart more than three days, and two nights. Not even as a dating couple (I know, crazy). This week we're away five days and four nights. Ouch. That hurts my heart a bit.
We are just the kinds-o people that love to be together. We don't really like being apart, ever.
It's 10:00pm and I've already shed a couple tears because I just miss him. I miss when he tickles me even though I hate it. I miss when he kisses his girls goodnight. I miss when he totally hogs the bed and I'm always so sweaty and hot and just want the bed to myself. It's no fun when you're actually by yourself and the bed is actually cool.
It's boring without you Daniel. I know, I know, I sound like a suck. I'm just a girl that's in love with her husband and totally missing him after less than 24-hours apart.
Pray for me okay? It's gonna be a tough week.