A Beautiful Week
I can't help but be sad. Jurgen just got in his car and drove to Regina after having been here for an entire week. It was great, like he had never left. We did all the normal things that I used to take for granted - sleep in the same bed together, discuss our days at work, watch TV together. It was nice that everyone wanted to see him and spend time with the both of us. I love to socialize, and I love to go out to eat, so that worked out. I just really wish it could have been longer. I wish we didn't have to do this. I wish this next 21 months was over. I wish....
Thank God for my two little girls. As much as they have been driving me crazy lately with their fighting and hissing, I couldn't do this without them. I told Jurgen to take them for the week, but now I am glad he didn't. Right after he left I felt sad, went upstairs and cried. Stupe must have known how I was feeling. She cuddled up next to me, purring, and gave me kisses. It helped to pet her, helped to know she was there, helped to feel loved and not alone.
Well, I only have one more month to get through before I am in Regina for two whole months. It will be so nice to get out of here for a while. I am so sick of some of the people and politics here. The further along I get and the more involved I become, the more I realize just why Jurgen felt he needed to leave. The atmosphere here is so unhealthy. Regina will be a welcome break.
