Maybe I'm just pathetic, but all this missing JC seems to be getting to me. I'm getting all wistful and shmoopy and shmaltzy and a bit reclusive. I know, I know, I'm sorry. But really, I think I'm getting pathetic. I look at the calender and see what today's date it was and it just kind of hits me that it's been three months, today's date that we got together. All the way back in April when I resolved to try. Try to open up. To him, to being in love, to being bi gay. So, yes, I got a little teary. It was when we had our first kiss, too.
I miss him. His birthday's this Friday. Our one-month anniversary's this Saturday. I miss my husband. And it's only been five days. Freakin' eternity. Not even that time when we, uh, "took a break" were we apart this long. I dunno. I missed his phonecall. Just to hear his voice even.
*sighs* Faith's been missing him, too. Said she doesn't like it when people leave. Funny how when you're a kid, it's harder to understand people's motives. Just gotta reassure her he'll be back. Back home and healthy.
Man, I talked to J last night. How long ago was it since the last time we actually talked? Too long. There was once a time when we had to share just about everything short of spit, but. I guess we all did grow. Grow up. Grow apart? Well, I hope not.
Closing note: I love children. They're just so amazing. Just the fact that they're here amongst us. Faith decided she wants to be a singer/archeologist. If anyone can get me a connection to Brendan Fraser, help me out. His character from The Mummy has a fan who wants to meet him.
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