So, I am here in Oregon desperately missing my wonderful husband who is home in California building a new deck for his mom. I am finding myself sitting at home waiting for him to come home, quite pitiful really, but what can I say. Next week I will be joining him as we continue to visit family.
I have been trying to find something to write about. I have lots on my mind but not much to write about. I am thinking a lot about the next step in life for Dillon and I. We are not sure where that will lead but have confidence that we are headed in the right direction. We are following up on some leads for Dillon in regard to jobs. I am trying hard not to think about leaving my wonderful friends and "family" at my current job. It is so hard when two aspects of your heart don't jive. Any tips? Lots of prayer is all I have come up with, it seems to be working OK.
I have a question...Does it mean anything that I love stories of tragic love? I don't mean like love and death, not like Romeo and Juliet, but like the "hard" love. Movies like The Notebook, I cry, and I mean CRY every time I watch it. I guess that's what makes a good movie, if it was nice love that just fell into place with no "conflict" then it would not make a good movie. Well, never mind, I guess I figured it out.
Well, enough of that useless rambling, if you happen to see my Husband this week give him a big hug for me and know there is one jealous girl in Portland.
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