Thursday, July 01, 2010

I asked Justin what I should title this and he doesn't know.

We're driving back home from Justin's last day of his four week class in Elko. Weeks without my husband home has had me lonesome.

He just burped in the van. It smells like the meatballs we had at lunch.

God I missed him.

1 comment:

  1. I find your love for your husband inspiring. May you continue to live and love until you are old and gray (and maybe beyond). I've had a couple of drinks and I'm a sentimental drunk, but I mean it!!! Nothing better, not even the lottery.


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