My wife just left for NYC. I'll see her in 3 days. As soon as she stepped out of the car, I missed her. I'm sitting here working on my dissertation and I miss her. Every time I leave, I miss her. Yeah, yeah. You are all grossed out. Call me a sap. Abuse me. Tell me that BDA (blogging display of affection) is lame and you don't want to hear it. Too bad. Sorry; my blog, my party.
Yes, I am a big baby. I admit it. I embrace it. After almost 6 years of marriage, I feel a little lonely at every meal not shared with her, and I despise every single night that is not spent with her pretty head on the pillow next to me. She is my better 3/4... 8/9... 9/8.
No matter what the circumstance - if I know that I won't see her in few hours, I get a little aching in my soul. And that is the one aching that I'm thankful for.