My husband left again tonight.
Back to work he goes.
We had an okay weekend.
Laundry, cutting the grass, grocery shopping.
He is a good man. He is loving. He tries. He is attractive. He is helpful. He is resourceful. He is a hard worker.
I am impatient, I am bull headed, I have anxiety, I have OCD and I’m unable to sleep which makes me exhausted.
With all his good, even mixed with my worst, there is this problem.
I miss the butterflies. I’m not sure I will ever find them/feel them again.