I took a bit of a break from blogging during the holiday season to enjoy quality time with my family. Today is the day my husband has to return to work. I am disheartened by this fact, it feels as though the Christmas vacation has come and gone so quickly. Granted, I know I had him here for nearly 2 full weeks to myself. I’m greedy, what can I say? I digress, our time of cuddles and endless snuggled is gone and done. He hasn’t even gotten up to go to work and my heart is already breaking.
He always jokes when summer and Christmas vacation arrive, saying I will see so much of him that by the time break is over, I will be begging for him to go back to work. It never happens. Unlike many couples that are together for 5 or so years, I am still madly in love with my husband. I grow fonder and more in love with my husband with each passing day. Even on our worst days, I much rather be with him than away from him. He could yell until his eyes bulged out of his face, I would still rather be with him than any alternative. He wouldn’t do that, nor has he ever done that but it’s the most extreme example I could think of.
Over the break, I also took a leave of absence from social networking as a whole. I wanted to enjoy and cherrish every moment as much as possible! Now that the break is over, my husband soon to be gone away at work again, I can’t help but feel a sense of dread. It happens every time, but I can’t seem to help myself. The only solace I have is that eventually he will be on day shift again, giving me my husband at night once more. I await his return with baited breath.