Have You Seen Her?
I guess it’s a good sign: I actually miss my wife.
I saw her this morning, briefly. She looked good. I probably won’t see her tonight. I think I’ll see her Friday when we have to fly together, but I wouldn’t be surprised if we aren’t seated together on the flight. That’s been our luck lately when it comes to finding time to spend together.
The past couple of months have taken a toll. Travel, events, and work schedules have made quality time impossible. At this point, I would settle for just time … it doesn’t even have to be of the quality variety. We’ve had one day off together in the past month. I can’t remember the last time we sat down and had a meal together. And, our 19-month-old hasn’t quite learned the concept of mommy-daddy time.
It seems strange to be talking about missing a person … when we live in the same damn house! But, we’ve been ships passing in the night. Still, it’s better than the alternative: relishing time away from your spouse. I’m not glad I haven’t seen her, but I take comfort in the fact that I miss her.
I hope to see her soon. But if you see her before I do, tell her she’s missed.