Saturday, June 11, 2005

Ain't no sunshine when he's gone

I'm living my week in a fog of love songs. My husband is out of town for another week. Between the two of us, we'll be apart three weeks out of five. I'm singin' the blues (partly because I'm by my lonesome with four children ... but mostly because I'm missing my Miguel).

I've had "Ain't No Sunshine" in my head all morning. I perfectly timed naps for the two youngest, and a slip-n-slide for the two oldest. So, I was getting some cleaning done, all the while humming, "I know, I know, I know, I know, I know ..."

Just the other day I was bragging about how this is the first year I HAVEN'T cried to Michael on the phone when he calls in from a summer trip. I may just blow it this week.

He looked so cute when he left this morning.

I'm pitiful.

After ten years, crazy in love ...

but pitiful.

4 comments:

rainydayinmay said...

my own husband travels for work constantly so i can sympathize with how you are feeling......
i hope the whole of the five weeks simply speeds on by!

CL said...

I think it's a good break, no?

Vegan Momma said...

I think that is fabulous. I believe your relationships should go stronger over time. I hope the time passes by quickly! :-)

-Blessings

Girl in Progress said...

Awwww, I'm the same way. When I first moved to WI, my man had to stay in CA for like 3 months before he was able to come here..it was awful but at the same time I grew in so many ways.