Tonight I’m home alone with the boys. Nothing new or weird about that. Tommie has been sleeping out a lot lately.
I’m very (and maybe too) independent. I don’t need to have my husband home. I don’t mind doing all the stuff myself. I don’t get scared because he is not home. I just do what needs to be done.
Tonight though, tonight I miss him. Tonight I would have loved to have him home. I have had better days.