Saturday, April 7, 2012

Day 195: Months...

I haven't written in a while because, quite frankly, life has gotten too busy/complicated/tedious/uninspiring (pick one) to write about.  For the most part we are mostly/sort of/sometimes (pick one) fine, but sometimes we are fabulous/horrible (you know the drill...pick one).

For the most part, I've stopped counting time in days and weeks, there are just too many.  I now observe time in months -- months that we've been apart, months between visits, months until we will all be together again as a family...except that we never really will.  Two sons are grown, and by the time my husband returns, another will have graduated.  Time has become my enemy -- passing too slowly, or too quickly, but never at my preferred pace.

Who would have thought that the last six month would be more difficult than the first...