A little time on my hands

My beloved is on his way to Paris as I type.  I miss him already.  It’s always the same when he travels without me.  I feel left behind and a little lonely even after 2.5 years together  I always sleep on his side of the bed when he’s away.  I wear his sweater just to feel closer to him.  One thing is different this time:  I am slightly relieved to be home alone.

That’s a strange thing to write, isn’t it?  It’s been that kind of week.  Don’t get me wrong.  I miss him just the same.  The difference has been this crazy week.  As D will be away for 2 weeks I now have time to do my school work and to stage the condo correctly.  I can also eat cereal for dinner without having to worry/think about what to make him.

And no, I didn’t have cereal for dinner tonight.  I had three tartines and a coffee!


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Author:Tanya in Transition

I am a woman in transition. I left my job of 13 years to find happiness and self-fulfillment...in France!

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