My loneliness as a chef wife seems to come and go.
My chef/husband can work 80 hours one week and 80 hours the next, but one week I’m fine and the next I’m not.
Why is that?
Right now I’m sitting here in a quiet home with candles lit, looking at pictures from the day. (Ok, actually I’m typing this post right now. But right before that, I was looking at pictures.)
It was a great day, full of projects and time with friends. But through it all, and now in the peace and quiet, I think of my husband and miss him. I wish my day had been full of time with him. It’s been a long time since we’ve had an entire day together.
He’s been gone from the house for 13 hours and is still at work.
We spoke very briefly on the phone earlier. I have no idea what his day was like and he has no idea what mine was like either . . . living separate lives and I want them to be together. Now.
Why is it that some days, no matter how full I fill them, I’m just lonely and miss him?
I love you babe! Hurry home!
From one lonely chef wife to another,