I love my husband. He's been away on business these last few days and is currently on a plane on his way back home to me.
Brian, for me, is a relief. A relief from this loud, confusing world I live in. A relief from work, stress, or any other negative thing.
I don't even know how to say it right.
He takes me to breakfast on Saturday mornings. His favorite song is 'Desperado' by the Eagles. He loves popsicles. He empties his pockets and makes sure his clothes are right side out before putting them in the dirty laundry. He reads to me while I get ready for bed. He doesn't like beef stew and he hates fruit trees. He loves new socks and he's never late to church. He built me a garden.
I miss him when he is gone.