Just One of Those Moments
I was sitting here tonight and a longing for my husband hit me so intensely out of the blue. I had a pretty good day. One of my normal, often monotonous, days. I don’t know what brought this on.
I miss him all the time. I think of him all the time. There is not a moment in the day that something doesn’t remind me of him. But most days I do fine. I miss him but I know I have to wait until the weekend to talk to him. Sure I’d love to talk to him more but I’m okay with it. I’ve adjusted to it. It has been that way for over a year now. It is just that once in a while a deep longing for him hits me unexpectedly. So intense that I want nothing more to feel his arms around me again, or in the very least see his sexy smile or hear his sweet voice.
I picked up the phone and tried to call him tonight. I knew he would be at work but I just had to try in the off chance he might be home for some unknown reason. Home, it is so funny to call his apartment in Korea ‘home.’
I miss so many things about him. I think one of the things I miss most is his sense of humor. He is one person that can make me laugh even when I’ve had the worst day. He knows just the right thing to say to start me laughing. He is one of those blunt as hell, straight to the point, off the wall, humorous type of people. I really wish he would start a blog. I know he would come up with some really entertaining stuff. I know I could never talk him into it though. He does not like to write. I know this well because he has told me many times. That’s why I don’t get too many love letters or emails :(
Darling Husband and I always have fun. Even when we are just sitting at home doing nothing we have a good time. We like to tease and taunt each other. Some people that are new around us don’t know what to think when we start badgering each other lol. To us it is just all in fun. That is the way we are.
I remember my MIL looking at us one time while we were teasing back and forth and she said “you two are like a couple of kids.” We thought that was funny. It is what makes things fun. It keeps us and the marriage young and fresh.
The other day Little Princess was talking about a scene in a movie she saw. She was telling me how the guy picked the girl up in the end of the movie and swung her around. She asked me if daddy had ever picked me up that way. I responded with “only to throw me in the swimming pool.” She laughed and said which time?
Don’t get me wrong he has his romantic side too. Though that side of him doesn’t usually come out unless he wants something if you know what I mean *wink, wink* Men, you got to love ‘em.
I miss him all the time. I think of him all the time. There is not a moment in the day that something doesn’t remind me of him. But most days I do fine. I miss him but I know I have to wait until the weekend to talk to him. Sure I’d love to talk to him more but I’m okay with it. I’ve adjusted to it. It has been that way for over a year now. It is just that once in a while a deep longing for him hits me unexpectedly. So intense that I want nothing more to feel his arms around me again, or in the very least see his sexy smile or hear his sweet voice.
I picked up the phone and tried to call him tonight. I knew he would be at work but I just had to try in the off chance he might be home for some unknown reason. Home, it is so funny to call his apartment in Korea ‘home.’
I miss so many things about him. I think one of the things I miss most is his sense of humor. He is one person that can make me laugh even when I’ve had the worst day. He knows just the right thing to say to start me laughing. He is one of those blunt as hell, straight to the point, off the wall, humorous type of people. I really wish he would start a blog. I know he would come up with some really entertaining stuff. I know I could never talk him into it though. He does not like to write. I know this well because he has told me many times. That’s why I don’t get too many love letters or emails :(
Darling Husband and I always have fun. Even when we are just sitting at home doing nothing we have a good time. We like to tease and taunt each other. Some people that are new around us don’t know what to think when we start badgering each other lol. To us it is just all in fun. That is the way we are.
I remember my MIL looking at us one time while we were teasing back and forth and she said “you two are like a couple of kids.” We thought that was funny. It is what makes things fun. It keeps us and the marriage young and fresh.
The other day Little Princess was talking about a scene in a movie she saw. She was telling me how the guy picked the girl up in the end of the movie and swung her around. She asked me if daddy had ever picked me up that way. I responded with “only to throw me in the swimming pool.” She laughed and said which time?
Don’t get me wrong he has his romantic side too. Though that side of him doesn’t usually come out unless he wants something if you know what I mean *wink, wink* Men, you got to love ‘em.
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4 Comments:
Thanks for the welcome home Jenny, hope you're reunited with your husband soon!
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Sean from DocintheBox, at 11:19 PM
Your welcome.
I know my reunion will come too.
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Jenny, at 3:36 AM
I feel your pain. I was blessed to never have to keep the homefires burning. My husband got out in 98 before he was sent to Korea, which was the prompt fate of his best friend who re-enlisted. But, I know how you feel. Even when I know I can see my husband later that night, I will feel that longing to talk to him, to feel his arms around me to just bury my face in his chest and feel his warmth. Smell is another big thing. I love his smell and love to wear his t-shirts after he has worn them all day. The combination of his cologne and his natural smell is intoxicating. My man isn't a writer either and I've learned, too, to deal with it. But, with all that said, I understand how you feel and I'm sorry to see you have to wait so long to see him again. I have too many friends who endure what you are going through.
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Army of Mom, at 10:37 AM
Thank you so much. Your words mean a lot to me. I know exactly what you mean about that smell of him. I did the same thing with his shirts.
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Jenny, at 6:19 AM
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