… of Matt working out of town for two weeks was that I got to go to sleep by, and wake up to, this face.
Okay, and it was nice to not have to make big, “complicated-ish” meals. Actually, I’m not sure why, but our whole schedule seemed a bit more relaxed and flexible.
But as nice as those things were, when Matt is gone so is half of my heart, and half of my mind. The better half of both. Which I’m sure explains why I was on somewhat of an emotional roller-coaster for the past few weeks.
When he is gone I give thanks for the time that I get to miss him, and am reminded of the first year and a half of our relationship when we were 100% long distance. I know our marriage wouldn’t be as strong as it is had we not started out that way, since we had to rely on, surprise surprise, talking. Gazing into each other’s eyes, going on dates and holding hands is really nice, but communicating (listening and talking) is where the foundation is created.
Then, when he is home I give thanks for his presence, his humor and strength, and the love he still has for me, despite me being me.
Now to re-train Kaden in sleeping in his own bed all night long… I think I told him that I loved waking up to his sweet face one too many times. 🙂