Today's music:
That song is Cam's ringtone on my phone lol. It is 8 am on a Sunday morning. Cam and I are sitting on the couch - me with the laptop, him with his PS3. The cats are putting on a show, tearing through the house attacking each other. For the most part, it's quiet, it's peaceful, it's really nice. C is still in bed, and I can imagine that this could be what weekend mornings are like on my own. Sometimes Cam will surface, sometimes he'll be doing his thing. But I will be able to just sit, and just BE.
I did OK when C left the first time. Felt pretty good about things some days. Felt pretty shitty other days, but I did OK. I've lost sight of that recently, with all of the "togetherness" that him working from home has brought. This morning feels like a gift. I hope the moment lingers for a while. He goes out of town until the 16th on Tuesday. I'm looking forward to it. I am open to the healing of the heart and soul that can come in 2 weeks of much needed separation. And then only 2 more weeks until I get my home back. Yes, this morning is definitely a gift!
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