I had looked forward to this 'alone time' for weeks. The opportunity to finally do things on my own, I would think. I am truly the head of the family, at least for these three days.
But life is full of surprises. Sometimes when we get what we wish for it's not really what we want.
I missed my man of 37 years. I missed him just minutes after he left for his three day camping trip with the men of our church. The days became longer than I'd expected, not seeing him as usual at the end of his work day.
He would call often from the campground by cell phone and say he missed me, too. I would stay close to the phone so as not to miss his calls. I felt like a teenager missing her boyfriend after seeing him at school.
He asked what I planned to do while he was gone. I told him of my desire to stroll through the Japanese Garden at Lake Sakajawea; thirty minutes from where I was and an hour and a half from where he was. We made a date, a rendezvous, to meet secretly so as the men of the church wouldn't know our plans. We'd meet for only half an hour, maybe enough time together so we wouldn't miss each other so much. We just might satisfy our loneliness with minutes of togetherness.
Waiting at our meeting point, I see his car. There he is, I think. I could feel my heart beating faster. How silly a thing love is. After 37 years together and only 27 hours of seperation causes my heart to raise in seeing him again. Oh, how I love this man.
He held me in his arms. Ahhh, so familiar, so safe, so warm and familiar. My heart knows this place and cozies right down, as if it were being wrapped in a warm quilt.
No, don't make selfish wishes. They never come to fulfillment....not in the way we think they will. But sometimes they teach you the truth of something. In my case, the truth of where my heart is satisfied; with my man of 37 years.
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