As the dusk of dawn came through the blinds this morning, my husband scooted up behind me to mold his body to mine. He wrapped his arm around me and whispered his love for me and said that we 'fit love a glove'. And we do. With a simple, sweet kiss we broke the embrace so we could start getting around for the day. As I lay there hearing him rummaging around in the bathroom, shaving and brushing his teeth, I realize all too well how things will be different tomorrow. R&R is coming to an end.....tomorrow morning we will wake to our last embrace for roughly 60 days. Sure, 60 days sounds like a breeze after the time we've already served...but he'll still be gone.
R&R has been wonderful. It seemed to go by slowly enough; but I look back over the past 14 days and wonder where the time went. Can it really be time to kiss my husband goodbye and send him back off to war? R&R has gone by fast (in a slow way); we've spent a great deal of time with family and our best friends, we spent quality time with each other and we've spent money wildly (okay, not really...but we did).
Today we will go to the Blocker Family Breakfast...a monthly breakfast my siblings and I started back in September, to bring our families together to catch up (we are spread-out in N. Alabama). My siblings and any of their kids (they are all grown now) that can make~ it should be there - or risk getting talked about! So, Blocker Breakfast then to do a little shopping for a few things Rich needs to take back him him to the sand box.
Well, I better get out of this bed and get my shower! Our day is waiting!
Peace!
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