Last Sunday?

February, 5, 2012, Sunday
Waiting is difficult and it is just about the longest Sunday of my life.  Family starts to call and in my secret excitement I tell my aunt and my cousins here that this might be the last Sunday I spend with them.  I am a roller coaster of emotions and I am practical one minute, not wanting to tell anyone anything until we know for sure and I want to shout with excitement the next wanting to yell to the world that I am going home!  Thinking about how soon I will be in my husband’s arms planning our lives together like we used to, and laughing about the next trip.  I can almost taste my husband’s kisses and feel his arms surrounding me with love.  I’ve never wanted to be home as much as I do right now. 

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