It feels like I just got here. I just unpacked. I just put the suitcases away. I just got us in to a good rhythm. And now, Im thinking I really should take the suitcases out. I should start packing. Im travelling to Karachi in about two weeks. And even though there is so much excitement up ahead and Im so looking forward to the story times and my mom will be there and I love her food and the camps will start and my kids will get to play and I will get to go out with my friends and the evening weather will be so great and we will hear birds outside the window and Ill finally get a pedicure and everything will be so good...there is still this knot in my stomachness. There is still this sinking feelingness. There is still this tightness in my shoulderness.There is still this lumpness in my throatness. And all of these feelings seem to get suddenly and infinitely worse when Im sitting on the couch in the evening, just a small lamp on, the kids are asleep, the house is still, Im reading a book and I hear the key turn in the door. And I look up and smile at Hums as he walks in. And he smiles back in that khaas really-tired-long-day-at-work-happy-to-be-home-to-you way. #SplitFamilyAcheys
Posted on: Tue, 26 Aug 2014 15:22:27 +0000
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