Mom, where's dad? Is he downstairs making a fire? Elijah asked me that this morning as we were waking up. I smiled, and had to say no. He wasn't downstairs making a fire. He's on a trip for work with Uncle Martin. It's Wednesday night and in 24 hours he will be home. Home. Our home is definitely not the same with out him. Our home isn't a home with out him. We miss him terribly. Today I was so excited because I was able to tell the kids that "guess who comes home tomorrow? Daddy!" This has been our first encounter with a "dadless" week.
I am in no way complaining, Lord. I am praising you. Praising you for the wonderful man that you have blessed us with. A wonderful husband and father. The past 5 days have been good for us. I have always appreciated and loved him but it's made me realize how blessed and how much God truly loves us and takes care of us. It's helped me realize that community is so important. Not only a husband to commune with but when said husband is gone, family and wonderful friends step in to ease the intensity of his absence. To keep us going, to make the 5 days seem like 5 hours. Thank you Lord.
To Tim. You are more than loved. Love you like crazy.
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