All alone. Wait. The dog is here but he is sleeping. The tv is on but as usual I am paying it no mind. Inspiration for a post? All I can think about is the fact that BBBH is a thousand miles away. Literally.
I am left with memories. I took this picture ten years ago and I vividly recall exactly where and when. I love the b & w picture but I could tell you the exact color of the peignoir, the ring, the fabric on the sofa.
The longest we have been apart in the past fifteen-plus years is two days and a night. And now the second day of this separation is coming to a close, a new record for apart-ness.
But, ta-da! Only twelve more days to go. How scary is that?
Aw, that is very sweet that you miss her so. How come you didn't go with her?
ReplyDeleteLin, 1)someone had to take care of the dog; 2)I hate to fly; and, 3)it's a girl time for the sisters.
ReplyDeleteOh my - what a great photo of JoAnn - love that smile! George is off early Friday morning, I'll be missing him by Saturday night...but he'll be home late Sunday night - so...
ReplyDeleteHave faith, brother. You will survive. Probably . . .
ReplyDeleteGrace, interesting. While we are competent and can fend for ourselves it requires the "other" to make life feel right!
ReplyDeleteChuck, I suppose I have a good chance. This too shall pass.