NaBloPoMo’s theme this month is “home.” Perfect. It’s been a long weekend. A rough weekend. A weekend of tears, of sadness, of regret.
I can’t wait to be back home tomorrow night.
Even though we spent this weekend everywhere but home. Away from all of the reminders. There are too many memories here at home right now. It’s all too fresh. A baby name book. A pregnancy journal and baby scrapbook that my dad brought me when he came to visit last weekend. Pregnancy yoga DVDs. The tickets to the musical Wicked that I ordered for Mike for Father’s Day.
But tomorrow, I’ll need the comfort of my home. Of my husband. And his love. Somehow, we’ll get through this. We’ve been through a lot of things, some by ourselves and some together. We’re stronger than this. It’s just going to take us a little bit of time to realize that.