A Year Apart

You left today.  It's March 12, 2013 and so begins our year apart.  As I watched you walk down my apartment stairs this morning, my throat tightened and my eyes began to sting with tears.  I hate good-byes, you know this, I also hate crying, you know this too as I rarely do it.  So, why didn't we just get in the truck and drive to Mexico instead?  We could homeschool Siena, let her wear cornrows and make shell necklaces while we run a tourist bike shop...oh yeah, you're the responsible one, I almost forgot.  Darn you!

I love you and I miss you tonight.

xxx k