Ahhhh Summer. We are right smack-dab in the middle of it. My newsfeed is a constant rotation of bonfires, pool days, cookouts, fields of fireflies, cold beverages, expensive boats, and sun kissed, smiling faces. I truly love this time of year. It's like everyone is more relaxed and laid back during these next couple of months. Except me. I'm not.
Today, life got me like a metric ton of bricks. This morning, Jack went to school. You know, the one he works at and I don't. I'm sure I sound like a big spoiled brat with what I'm about to say but I just don't care. He went in his school, in his classroom, and I didn't get to go. I didn't get the comforting feeling that we were in the same building, with the same people, with the same friends anymore. We don't share common students, and therefore we won't have common stories to share and compare. I'm not just down the hall from him. I can't just waltz to the freshmen hall to grab a snack from his fridge, and heat up my lunch in his microwave. I can't just pass by him in the hallway and be greeted by an adorable wink and crooked makes-me-melt-every-time smile.
My heart hurts.
Most people think we are crazy and just don't see how we work together day in and out. However, I don't see how MORE couples don't do what we do. Both of our parents are together majority of the time, and they are happy. My parents own a business together. His parents are happily retired together. This kind of relationship is what we KNOW. Both sets of parents seem happy, and both have been married for a combined total of at least 65 years. I want that too. I LOVE being with my husband. He's my best friend, and there's no one on earth I would rather hang out with.
We truly work better together. It was like a comfort blanket thing knowing he was right up the hall if I needed him for something or if he needed me. We shared classroom supplies. We shared advice. We kept one another up to date on school happenings and deadlines. I really just used all past tense words. It's going to be so different doing this alone. I'm sure I'll make new friends, and I'm sure Jack will too. I don't know a stranger, and neither does he. I know it could be worse- we both could be unemployed, sick, or worse. I realize my problems are trivial in the grand scheme of life. I realize how blessed I truly am.
It's just another season. This too will pass. In the mean time, pity party for one, please.
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