Pity alert!

PITY ALERT!!

Man, I miss my husband, like really miss him. This feeling is all too familiar and honestly, hasn't been gone that long. I just got him back, while it feels like he was never gone, I know he was..and he JUST got home.

He was gone for thirty five weeks, over eight months, and he only came home eighteen weeks ago. He has been gone six of those eighteen weeks, meaning I've only had my husband for a little over two months.

I can feel myself start to break down and I want to cry, but what good would it do? What good does wallowing in self pity do? It doesn't do any good at all, so I try to push it to the back of my mind and keep on trucking.

I don't want other's pity, I don't want them to feel sorry for me, I don't feel sorry for myself. This is the life we decided to live, and while I want to make the best of this life..it still hurts that my best friend isn't with me.

I miss him, I should miss him. If I didn't miss him, think of how screwy that would be?