I’ve been wondering this a lot lately. They say that missing someone is supposed to get easier because each day you’ve been apart is one day closer to seeing each other again. I suppose it’s true, but it’s been getting harder and harder for me to put on my strong face these days. The time just isn’t passing fast enough! I know I’m surrounded by love and support from amazing people, but sometimes it really just feels like I’m alone in a crowded room. Too often if feels like that and I hate it.
Words can’t really properly describe how much I miss him and how badly I wish he was home. And honestly, sometimes I really hate blogging or talking to people about it because I feel like I’m complaining and being annoying. But I don’t really know what else to do or how else to express my feelings. I’m getting to the end of my rope and it’s getting harder to hang on.
I just want to be able to stop pretending that I’m always fine. I want to say things are great and really mean it. I don’t want to cry anymore. Most of all, I really just want that missing piece to be back in place for a while.
Tonight I am going to go to bed alone again and pray that he will find his way into my dreams. I really hope it happens so I can get even the smallest moment of time with him.