I cried tonight as I watched the the other couples walking through the parking lot, just returning from their dates or quiet evening alone. I sat and watched for a while, almost beginning to feel sorry for myself. I want to go on a date with you, but I can't, you are working. It's late....you are working, not your fault.I dropped Addison off. Tonight was parent's night out at her school. Parents could drop of their children for a few hours and enjoy an evening together. I had ignored the letters and emails, I knew he had to work. She looked up at me after school today and asked if "she could go straight home and put on her pajamas for the party tonight!" Darn, she knew about it, I told her sure. She had a fantastic time making crafts and playing with her friends. I had an excellent time at home playing with Kahle. It wasn't until pick-up time that it got hard. I sat watching from my car as the other parents giggled and held hands after their time spent together.
I don't want to feel sorry for myself, I know to be greatful. "
God works all things together for the good of those who love Him." And oh, I do love Him. I know there is a purpose in all of this and I will continue to be obedient. I really miss my husband, and God, you know it.