It's after 5AM and I can not sleep. I head toward the bathroom off the master suite, flip on the light as usual, and then I turned to look back at my sleeping hubby. Normally I wouldn't have given this a second glance but something told me to look longer, look deeper. To "smell the roses" so to speak.
So... I stood there looking at Chris. I was looking at the curve of his chin, the "farmers tan" on his arms. The color of his dark brown hair when it hits me that this is a site I used to take for granted.
My beloved husband occupies his side of the bed tonight but he will be gone tomorrow.
Yes, I'll be just fine. Yes, I can and do manage without him here. No, I don't get weepy when he isn't here. Life goes on. He does what he must to be a provider, and I do what I must to keep the house running smoothly for me and the boys. But even so, I couldn't help but think to myself as I watched Chris sleeping...
Can I keep you?
In a perfect world the answer would be yes. This however is reality. My reality.
No, sadly I can not keep you. So I must remember not to take these moments for granted. I'll keep your side of the bed warm for you until you come back this way again. XOXO ~Kristie
1 comment:
Sniff! Soooo sweet!
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