Good for the Soul

Do you ever just need to feed your soul?  Feeling run down, or blue or just like your life is lacking something?  Well, with Danny being out of town for 2.5 weeks I was starting to feel like something was missing.  I realized while he was gone that he is so much more than just my husband and father to our children.  I realized how much I crave companionship.  How much I can do without him, but how much I don't want to do without him.  I pretty much rocked the single parent thing.  I got us up and ready on the days I had to work, I made sure everyone was fed and bathed and kissed and loved while Daddy was gone. 

I didn't get a lot of time to myself as I played Mommy and Daddy.  I was on the clock pretty much 24/7.  Not that I'm not "on" the clock when Danny is home, but I never got that sense of being able to relax and only worry about myself.  My parents did help when I went to visit but packing for a weekend trip for myself, two kids and two dogs is a lot of work!  The day before Danny came home my in-laws took the kids for the night and I had a night to just be me, fill my imaginary cup of life and spend time with great friends.

Erin and I drove to Richmond to meet my best friend Cierra for the night.  We got dolled up, drank wine and went to a little dive for dinner.  After dinner we went back to her apartment, filled our wine glasses, looked through old pictures and yearbooks, read our love-scopes and laughed.  It felt so good to just sit and laugh with friends.  I haven't had a grown up girls' night/sleep over in so long.  We stayed up too late but I woke the next morning feeling so fulfilled and ready to get back to my babies and await for my husband to come home.  

(The rare FB self portrait)

I've learned that life isn't about how many friends you have or how many "likes" you get on Facebook; it's about having true friends you can count on and having someone you can just be yourself with.  I missed Danny so much while he was gone, but having friends to lean on is just what I needed to celebrate making it through 2.5 weeks on my own!  It was a good ending to a long 2.5 weeks.