I am sharing this once and will never speak of this again…

Justin went away for a week for work. He left on Sunday morning and did not return to Orlando until Friday night. I was so excited to enjoy the time to myself.

I was glad I wouldn’t have to answer all his thousands of questions he asks me a day. “Where are you going?” “What are you doing?” “Are you going to watch that?” “Are you going to eat that?” “Did you hear about what Christina did?”

It was nice because I wouldn’t have to hear him yell at me for making a mess and not cleaning up for myself. I wouldn’t have his grumpy morning attitude when I try to put on a dance show for him in the morning. I wouldn’t have to deal with the fact he won’t sing his part in the “Birdhouse in your Soul” song. He wouldn’t be around to make me eat healthy and roll his eyes when I want Asian food for the third time this week.

It was going to be nice…

When Friday came, I decided it would be best to embarrass Justin by showing up at the airport with a HUGE banner to welcome him back. He would be with his work people so it would be so funny and he would not expect it.

Becky was with me and we waited patiently for him to get off the plane and arrive. We moved around 4 times trying to find the perfect spot. Finally through the crowd I saw him and he saw me and smiled.

I felt butterflies in my stomach…

I had missed him all week and I was glad to see him home. He came smiling up to me and gave me a huge hug and I felt like I was home again.

I will never admit this again and will go back to giving him a hard time but it is moments like this that remind me how lucky I am to have someone in your life. To have someone in my life who loves me even more than I love him. Who I can trust, have fun with, and feel safe with.

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