Tuesday is coming

These are the last days of my voluntary separation from my husband.

I don’t know why I keep writing about him. It’s just a little bit of a healthy obsession.

There is something about being so certain that you are on the right path.

There is a voice behind you saying this is the way walk in it…

I read that verse and it really jumped off of the page for me when I was a teenager. It was specific, and clear. I knew that I could hear his voice and trust it.

There were never to many serious things as a child and teenager. I faced semi-serious decisions. My husband was my first rest-of-my-life decision that involved another human being, and more little human beings in the future. I was certain about him. I knew the voice behind me that I heard saying “this is the way”, was perfectly certain.

I feel that when I’m with him. I feel that when I see him. I know that he’s certainly my God-send.

I miss him. I’m counting down the minutes, hours and days till I see him again.

Tuesday is coming.