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Four years tomorrow.
Sep. 29th, 2014 08:19 pm*checks clock*
Four years in less then ten hours.
Four years a widow.
Two years a girlfriend, also ending tomorrow.
I am nothing if not poetic.
I am also looking forward to being alone. Less driving, less electrics on during the day, less food. I can go back to the Asian themed cooking I prefer. I will have the television all to myself by 9 pm. I will be able to sleep in the middle of the bed if I want.
I will miss him. I will miss his kisses, his touch, his cheerfulness and his skill with the kiddo-torpedos. I will NOT miss his temper, his semantic tendencies and his yelling.
Yes. This is how it needs to be.
Four years in less then ten hours.
Four years a widow.
Two years a girlfriend, also ending tomorrow.
I am nothing if not poetic.
I am also looking forward to being alone. Less driving, less electrics on during the day, less food. I can go back to the Asian themed cooking I prefer. I will have the television all to myself by 9 pm. I will be able to sleep in the middle of the bed if I want.
I will miss him. I will miss his kisses, his touch, his cheerfulness and his skill with the kiddo-torpedos. I will NOT miss his temper, his semantic tendencies and his yelling.
Yes. This is how it needs to be.
