p is for lover

alright everyone. I feel like the emotions have swept me over this week. plus, i was super sick over the weekend so this may have contributed.

anyway, yesterday i was a pill.

when perris started this isys program they told the students if they had wives to "say goodbye" until April. We really didn't feel the effects of that (I didn't, anyway) until the past week.

And thus the weeping began.

Actually first it was masked in anger towards dearest husband. (whoops.)

The weeping only began yesterday.

But forever the calm-gentle man he is, turned it all around.

He left last night right after I pulled my lasagna out of the oven for a soccer game. (weeping followed)

He returned and I weeped again saying sorry for how I had treated him (the anger, remember?). He was comforting and loving.

I went to bed.

My phone has been dead for a couple of days and I only have a charger in my car and in work, so i've had no alarm in the mornings...so this morning p comes in and tells me it's time to get up and that he made me breakfast.

This was an understatement.

I go out to the living room, eyes still half swollen shut, and there is beautiful oven pancakes and a set table with flowers and candles lighting the darkness.

"When did you get those flowers?"

Last night on his way home from his soccer game.

Guys.

I am seriously blessed. He is rockin'.

Love my P!