Last night after DH left I was feeling kind of down. I know, I should have been thrilled that he was even here... but instead, I was just feeling sad. When he comes over, it's great that he is just present. But when I watch him pull out of the driveway, it's a reminder that he isn't at home, and he won't be sleeping in our bed tonight. And not because the military has pulled him away, but because he doesn't want to...
So, my mom gets home and knocks on my door. I had cried maybe 20 minutes before she got home, but as soon as she opened the door she said, "You've been crying!" Ughhh! How does she always know! I mean, I wasn't puffy faced, red-nosed..anything! I guess moms just have a way of knowing...
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