For 30 years I slept alone without any issues. I was able to be in my house alone without fear, without jumping at every noise and creak but somehow in the last year and a half marriage has made me a wuss in this department.
Jeremy has been gone for a few days on business and I have not been sleeping well at all. I lay in bed and the emptiness seems to echo all around, I hear creaks and bangs that i don't ever hear when Jeremy is here.
We can talk on the phone, and I have been busy with homework, study dates, walks around the lake, dinner with friends, running errands and catching up with the Real Housewives but at night its too quiet. I want my hubby home.
I loved my single life. I had a really fun life with great friends and community, and they have moved with me into my married life, but now there is something missing without J. I guess that's a good thing.
As I reflected more on this I realise that while the things I loved before marriage continue to bring me joy and fulfillment but now my marriage is the thing that feeds me in the deepest way and when J isn't walking through the door at 6pm there is now something missing from my day.
Tomorrow night I will sleep better with my hubby home and by my side.