I find myself missing his laughter, his beautiful smile and his presence at home. Most of all I miss sitting on the couch with him and eating dinner together.
I love what he is doing for us . . . I am grateful he is taking care of us.
I miss him tremendously though . . .
Last night showed me just how much I miss spending time with him. It was definitely long over due . . .
The last couple of weeks Jason has been working nonstop doubles, starting his day early at one job, coming home sleeping for an hour at the most, before leaving for his second job. This week, he worked doubles Tuesday-Friday, which meant I barely saw him.
I treasure Jason for this simple fact, his work ethic, but boy do I miss him.
His last full day off was a week ago and we spent the day moving.
He came home in good spirits all week-long, considering how much time he spent on his feet and how little sleep he has had. With that said, I know it’s taking a toll on him. I know he is super sore, tired and ready for a day where he can be lazy and catch up on some much needed sleep.
So in an effort to tell him how thankful I am, I have been taking care of everything at the house. I have made sure everything we needed to get accomplished with our move has been done, as well as making sure he has clean clothes for work. To top that off, I make sure I have something for him to eat when he gets home, either dinner he can warm up, or making him something once he returns home. I want him to relax as much as possible when he is home. Plus, it’s kind of fun spoiling him.
The appreciation in his voice as he tells me thank you for everything, or the smile when he sees something is done, is all worth the effort.
The anticipation of last night was brewing all day long, especially after I got a text from Jason during the day asking me about an interview I had scheduled yesterday afternoon. I had to drive to Jonesborough to interview a 5th grader who is in the running of winning a contest – a $250 scholarship.
When I returned home from the interview, I was more than ready for our dinner date. Yep, a night out with my baby, there is nothing better than that!
As soon as we sat down at dinner, so many thoughts went rushing through my head as I looked at him from across the table. I love this man so much and I am beyond lucky to have him in my life. Sometimes that feeling consumes me in such a great way.
I feed off of Jason’s energy, I feed off of his good vibes. Sometimes just being around him, calms me and makes my whole body relax.
Laughter instantly started our night as Jason asked me “so how have you been?” and “Who are you?” Those comments set the momentum for the rest of the night.
It was then and there that the overwhelming feeling of how much I have missed him this week washed over me.
The conversation as we ate dinner was great, something I believe we both needed.
The stress of the week vanished at that moment. I was spending time with my best friend, the love of my life and loving every minute of it.
Jason always knows when I need time with him, just the two of us.
Last night was perfect, our service was excellent and the food was pretty good. The Bacardi and coke wasn’t too bad either 🙂
The whole way home, the car was full of nonstop laughter.
As the night dwindled down, we both laid on the couch, my head nestled on his shoulder, as we both started drifting off to sleep. As his breathing deepened and his body starting to relax, I got us up and to bed where we would both be more comfortable.
Before going to bed, I told him I loved him. The look in his eyes and the compassion in his voice made my heart skip a beat. Still after five years, hearing those words . . . .