"I am satisfied that happiness in marriage is not so much a matter of romance as it is an anxious concern for the comfort and well-being of one's companion. Any man who will make his wife's comfort his first concern will stay in love with her throughout their lives and through the eternity yet to come"
-President Gordon B. Hinckley
thinking lots about marriage with devin gone (and what better example of a loving and healthy marriage than the Hinckley's?!) i already miss him a lot, and i think it's mostly because it's almost 6:00p.m. which means i have to suck it up and face the fact that he isn't coming home tonight and i'm going to have to find a way to convince myself to climb into bed all alone and fall asleep at a decent hour. and try to do so without crying like a wimp. (it's not even been a day! i'm the biggest baby! i'll say it again: i think i have separation anxiety from that man.)
i hope he's safe. i hope his new hiking boots aren't giving him blisters, because he didn't have any time to really break them in. i hope he's warm. i hope his tent partner is clean and doesn't smell bad. i hope he doesn't feel sick. i hope his cold and ear aches don't come back while he's out there. i hope he's having a really good time and taking a lot of pictures. i hope he's learning a lot of helpful tips that he can come home and teach me. i hope he didn't forget anything. i hope that annoying kid in his class isn't driving him crazy. i hope he comes home before "freak out time" Sunday night. because i certainly don't want to have to freak out.
i spent all afternoon with kylee and bailey doing some valentine's day shopping and lunch eating. i finally bought Mindy Kaling's book, and one of my favorite movies was on the $5 rack. finally. but that's not enough to keep me distracted all weekend. i'm working up the motivation to get off the couch and make a run to redbox for all the girly movies i know devin wouldn't want to watch with me anyway. i want to go before it gets dark. i hate walking around by myself in the dark. even the short walk from the car into the house scares me. so i better get going.
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