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I love being a wife.  I love almost all my roles in this little life of mine, but wife is one of my favorites.  I like having a partner, and friend who is always there, a um, you know those husband and wifely type things person, a better half, a confidant.   I am really, really, REALLY missing him right now.   I miss reaching over and touching his shoulder while we are both just falling asleep.  I miss teasing him about his David Bowie hair before he takes his shower, I miss the way  he smiles, rolls his eyes, and says “Good Grief” at my punny jokes.  I REALLY miss the way he does half of the parenting-the good, the bad, and the ugly.

I could never be a military wife.  Yes, our soldiers should get every accolade, but their wives?  They are the ones holding all the important things together on their own.    One week, and I am a mess.

I am sorry that I did not get up a Father’s Day post, I have been living in a FREEZING hotel pool with a little fish who begs to go swimming every five minutes.   Apparently the scare at my first cousin once removed’s (I think?  My Dad’s first cousin?) pool did not scar him too badly.   (short version of that story–Son fell in a really cold pool.  Man jumped in and pulled him out. Son was scared, but not hurt.  He cried.  I cried.  I hugged wet man.  Man ruined cell and his cigs. Should not have been smoking anyway.)

I did spend Father’s Day with my dad, and Grandpa–and talked to The Husband and FFiL –I hope all of the other Daddies out there had a great day.

Tomorrow we are going to Hersey Park, and then Wednesday we are flying home.   Pennsylvania has been pretty nice,  I was disappointed not to see the Schrute Beet Farm.

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