My Favorite Person...

I was struggling with what I should write about today.  Not because I didn't have any ideas but because most of them would probably come off the wrong way right now.  So, in looking at potential themes, I ran across 'My Favorite Person'.  With this topic, I am supposed to talk about the most time that I have ever spent apart from my favorite person.  Given that Valentine's Day is tomorrow, I thought this would be the perfect time to write about my husband.

The most time I have ever spent away from him was when I went to India for a month.  So, first things first, going to India was the opportunity of a lifetime and all I could think about was, I wish Jamie could go with me; I still wish that today.  There were so many things that I got to see and experience that would have been totally amazing to him.  

While I was gone, I missed him terribly.  Since Jamie and I have been together (about 15 years including dating time), we have never been more than a week without seeing each other.  I know it sounds crazy but it is true.  Jamie and I have an interesting relationship in that we work, play, and live together.  It is truly amazing to have someone that I can spend so much time with and never get bored with (he may feel differently but we are talking about my feelings right now).

So, me in India without my most favorite person and a 10 hour time difference; CRAZY.  We typically only talked once a day via Skype.  Now, how do you go from being able to connect and talk every minute of the day to one scheduled time via the computer each day?  Let's just say we made it through and it was truly hard for me.  Every time I saw, heard or experienced something, I wanted to talk to Jamie.  At night, I wanted to get in the bed with my husband.

I will never forget the amazing things that happened to me when I was in India and I am truly grateful for the insight, perspective and growth this trip triggered.  However, when I set foot in the Memphis airport and found my husband, it was the GREATEST feeling ever to be back in his arms.

TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, I JUST WANT TO SAY THANK YOU FOR BEING THE MAN THAT YOU ARE, YOU ARE TRULY A GIFT THAT I WILL ALWAYS CHERISH!!!



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