Absence makes the heart grow fonder

It's true what they say: absence does make the heart grow fonder. I'm still here in North Carolina, and while loving it, I miss home a bit.

I miss the hubs. I think he misses me too. At least he says he does.

He made his own breakfast and lunch today, something that he is completely capable of doing on his own, but I like to do those things for him. I'd like to think he'd suffer without me.

That's cruel.

I write him little notes in his lunch. They probably benefit me more so than it benefits him. You know, since I'm a word-person and all.

I talked to him earlier today to see how his day was going, and he told me that he had a good lunch. But he didn't have a note to tell him how great he was. He could always write one saying, "I'm so proud of me."

Maybe he'll leave that to me.

I'm also "fonder" because I'm reading the Pioneer Woman's new novel, probably along with the rest of the blogging community, and it causes me to reminisce about the days of first dating the one you love.

Now I look forward to seeing his face again soon.

I also look forward to sharing with you my time in the mountains. It has been wonderful. Especially today. I went to Anderson and saw my girlfriends today. I nearly walked away skipping. Yes, Anderson got me that giddy. After all those months complaining about the city, I wished I could have stayed longer.