Long Wait
For better...
And for worse...
I'd forgotten how nice it was to have someone else around.
Having someone to hold my hand. Seeing someone else's clothes in a crumpled pile next to my own. Falling asleep to the rythym of someone else's breathing.
For just a moment...I felt...normal.
Only now, I wake up to find that the only voice calling out to me is my own. And I can't help but to wonder how long it will be until I have someone here to hold my hand again.
posted by Lindsey @ 8/04/2007 02:11:00 PM
15 Comments:
Absence makes the heart grow fonder... but I'm with you Lindsey. The patience part is just not here.
well Lindsey,
Who says normal requires a......
You know what Lindsey...
Im not going to write any bullshit.
It is nice to have someone hold your hand, I love having the little things that come with relationships. I feel your pain..
ej
yeah, I feel the same way sometimes.
Linny
I've never even really had that....so I don't even know what i'm missing. Is McSteamy going to visit whenever he can at least ;)
I have to disagree with the clothes in a crumpled pile comment. I'm constantly telling my boy to put them in the hamper already!
Any word on when he'll get to come back?
See last Monday's post.
I got to remember that feeling again not so long ago.
It was great to remember, but hellaciaous to forget.
Bittersweet, I guess.
Courtney...it's not so much about a specific person as it is about the experience in general.
Copper...I know. We'll talk more when you get back from the field.
I love being married...finally...after waiting 39 YEARSSSSSSSSSSSS to get here...but Hubs is still gone all week at work...so the alone in bed thing is there alot with me...LOL
hang in there- you'll have that hand to hold soon!
in the meantime, blanket yourself in all the great memories
You'll find someone.
Got all my bits crossed for you. :-)
Meh.
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