Day Two hundred and forty-one

Any deep thoughts I might have are buried deep within the part of my brain that required energy to get to. I'm lucky to even post on this blog everyday over the past few days.

I miss my hubby. I could really use his arms to hold and comfort me while I bawl my eyes out on his shoulder. There is something so safe about his arms. They gather me in and I feel safe, secure, warm, and comforted. Worries seem to melt away and things feel at peace. My alternative is to hug "Chris" (flat daddy). While it's nice to see his smiling face, the lack of arms, warmth, and reciprocated love really don't do much for me. I guess I will have to wait the 124 more days.