*WARNING SUPER LAME-NESS AHEAD*
So. Hod and I have been married 7 months on Sunday. Because of changes in our life I am currently living with my sweet parents, and Hod is staying with friends back in our old town until he finishes his last week of classes. This saves us an entire month's worth of rent. Great for the wallet. Not so good for the heart. In the past 7 months, Hod and I have never spent a night in separate houses. And here we are, 3 hours away, and part of me feels like it's the end of the world. I'm so pathetic! I mean, really, I have a niece who's husband did a tour in Iraq. (and another niece who's husband did Iraq before they were married.) She had to deal with sleeping alone. And then there is my sister, L6. Her hubby is a pilot and is gone for days at a time. She is a single mom for half of her life. And THEN there is sister L3 who's husband died of cancer and she spent YEARS alone before she found her current hubby (whom we all love).
And yet I'm here, being super lonely. I may have cried a bit. I AM SO LAME! This is stupid. Then again, when you have a husband as hunky as Hod, you tend to miss him.