Today more than Other Days I miss You. Terribly.
Its insane that after 7 years of marriage and 2 kids (especially 2 kids), I still miss You when you’re at work.
I sigh and watch the clock tick itself to 6 pm when you come back. I keep myself busy with chores and the kids, but my mind replays our intimate moments together once you’re back. Nothing quite makes us closer than these shared moments. The children hug you when you’re back, and I wait aside smiling but slightly impatient. And then your eyes seek mine. And I hold your hand and lead you slowly to the kitchen counter. For our special moment. All else fades for a minute there. The excited shrieks of our kids, the weariness of the day, it all doesn’t matter.
I am mesmerised by how dependent I am to you. How grateful I am for your presence. You fill me with a sense of peace.
And Today. Today I wish, I wish with all my heart. You were here. To open the f***ing blender jar lid. Its stuck AGAIN.