The Wife part II

I don't feel much like blogging about politics today, so this post may not interest you if you read this for my poli-rants.

It's more self-therapy than anything else.

I miss my wife. I'm on the road for work at the moment and immensely depressed about it. There's something about being married to your best friend - the person that truly completes you - that makes it a miserable experience to be apart.

I suppose that may sound corny or lame to some. Maybe even weak. But to me, it's evidence of a great and mysterious blessing. For whatever gracious reason, God chose to give me the woman that I can't live without. He entwined two lives so completely that the time we spend apart feels like hell.

I love you, baby. I'll be home soon.