Alone at home

I am home alone for the next 3 nights and have spent the last two alone as well. With a husband who travels a lot you would think that after all these years I would get used to it. But alas, I still find myself looking around thinking that some how he will just be there. Majority of the trips have only been a few nights but this latest is the exception.

My time still gets filled, it is not like I am sitting around mopping and feeling lost or afraid. The feeling is hard to put just one word on, I feel kind of lonely and a little unsettled. Like something is amiss but there is nothing wrong. It is odd.

I guess all of this means that after 30 years I still miss him when he is away…I am lucky that way.

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