Brian left for L.A. Sunday after church to help our pastor move the rest of his daughter’s things into her college apartment. They got back today, sometime this afternoon.
I missed him a lot after they had left. I actually wanted to cry when he walked away from our car Sunday to hitch a ride with pastor.
Sometimes I’m glad when we’re apart, probably because we spend so much time together. I’m not saying I don’t like being with him; time apart can be a good thing for a relationship – it’s time to breathe separate of each other.
Anyway,when I got home today from work and he was here, my heart jumped. I can’t begin to explain the level of excitement I felt when I saw him.
That’s how much I missed him.