So I have pranced through this week in a bit of a happy state...I have got more accomplished in the last few days with Mr. A gone, than I have in the last 6 months he has been home....
Then you wake up on a Sunday morning and the bed is just a bit too empty.....
I think I have been so productive to stop myself missing him, and finally today, my heart is feeling a bit sore.
I miss you Mr. A.....
please phone home.
