My hubby has been out of town working for most of January, but he finally comes home tomorrow and I am so excited! One of the men who works for him was commenting that his wife was not happy that he was gone so much. My husband agreed that the time apart can be hard on a marriage. When he told me this, I told him that I actually felt that this has been one of the best things that has happened in our marriage in quite some time. He happily concurred that it gave us time to reflect on how much we mean to one another. Prior to his departure, we had been fussing and fighting quite a bit. Two kids, two careers, and numerous other obligations had left us with very little time for one another. While he was gone, though, we talked. We actually talked. Each night, after the kids went to bed, he would call and we would discuss the events of the day. That never happened when we were in the same house! We could be right next to one another in bed, but he would be glued to the television, and I would have my nose in a book or my iPad.
Our evening phone calls reminded me of when we were dating. Back then, I also eagerly anticipated the weekend or whenever our next date was. I would plan an outfit carefully and make sure I looked my best. At what point did I stop doing that? Was it at about the same time that he stopped opening the car door for me or holding my hand when we walked? Was that before or after we both gained twenty pounds, stopped closing the bathroom door and belched in front of each other? Sometimes, couples can get too comfortable with each other. When that happens, it seems that the romance disappears. The high heels become house slippers and the skinny jeans become baggy sweats.
As I eagerly anticipate my husband's return tomorrow, I'm feeling that old excitement. There are butterflies in my stomach, and I am contemplating what to wear. I think I need to pull out the skinny jeans and heels.
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