The Idiot’s Guide To Everyday Life


If only for a moment
11.Oct.09, 21:46 pm
Filed under: Tidbits About My Life

For six weeks we were a family. A real family. My wonderful man, my Peter, my Beepooh (don’t ask), was here and made our family complete. And now he’s gone again for another wait.

I know you hear cheesy people talk about the one who “completes them” and roll your eyes. Yeah, I’m not one of those, I promise. But there has been a gaping hole in our family for far too long. There has been a gaping hole in my life for as long as I can remember, and he fits perfectly into that space.

He is wonderful with my children. He teaches them things I don’t even know. He makes me stop to appreciate their points of view when I lose my temper and want to lose control on them. He gives us structure, he makes me think about the bigger picture. He makes me a better mother by showing me what he sees as someone coming in from the outside. He fits so naturally into our lives. It’s not a struggle, it’s not a fight, it’s just right.

Sometimes, when you’re starting out in a relationship the person seems like a stranger when you first spend time together. And though we’ve been together for more than a year, we live 5000 miles apart, and haven’t spent that much time together in person. Still, I’ve never once felt like I didn’t know him completely. He is like the best friend I’ve known all my life. When we’re together, we flow. We know what each other is thinking. We can talk for hours about the most moronic of topics and still just laugh and laugh, each of us bouncing ideas off of the other until we’re so tired we can’t keep our eyes open.

I had to say goodbye to my love tonight. I took him to the airport and dropped him off, and cried my eyes out all over again. It doesn’t get easier with time. It gets harder. Each time I have to say goodbye I’ve had just a little more time to know that this is the man I want to be with. This is the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. This is the man I want to help me raise my children. And each time I let him go, he takes just a little more of my heart with him. I know I’ll have him back in 8 months if all goes according to plan. (I wish weddings and visas weren’t so expensive.)  I know that in time this will seem like nothing of a wait. But right now, it’s tearing me apart.

Peter, please come home soon. You’re loved and needed here.

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You are my life. Everything is for you my angel

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