Posted on: April 18th, 2008 I Miss My Wife!
There are days like today when I feel ridiculously swamped and drowning in a back log of work that the very idea of my wife looms like an oasis in the desert. I picture her lovingly caring for our daughter and all I want to do is be with them, taking in the beauty of their existence while I’m at work. If only I could be a fly on the wall, and see how they interact and how our beautiful Kathryn is growing day by day in the presence of awesome women like her mother, grandmothers, and aunt. They share a part of her growing up that I miss, and that very realization pierces my heart with a little pang.
I miss my wife. She is this priceless treasure I’ve been blessed out of my gourd to share life with. She has strengths in precisely the areas of my greatest weakness and lack. Times like this, my heart wells up with gratitude. My heart is so full. Words are my enemy when I want to discuss her value and worth in my eyes.
Of course, there are still moments when I wonder who this woman is and we bicker and argue at least weekly. I wouldn’t claim otherwise. But I love her fiercely. I long for her with my whole being. And I daydream of falling asleep beside her as the cool spring breeze causes trees in bloom to sway before us.
Some day soon, that dream will be come true. It will.