My birthday was this weekend.
A little crazy weekend actually.
I got an email from HIM saying, “just jumped online real quick to send you an email because I wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday. I wish we were spending it together, just the two of us, you and I.”
I got a handmade gift from my husband that years ago I had seen and loved. He’s known this and decided to make it while he’s been at his moms.
I still haven’t asked my husband to come home. Not sure if I will. My head and heart want different things and for different reasons.
My two teenagers took me and the other kids out to lunch (and paid) it was so sweet.
I wish my love life was as simple as loving my children.
I’ll stop there before I start sounding pathetic. Again.