Lazy mornings in Hoboken, filled with love, giggles, and delicious homemade treats (probably more than I need!) are always among my most treasured times... but they are becoming, especially lately, more and more bittersweet. I just about fall apart every Sunday evening when it is time for either Doug or me to make the long trek back "home" and leave the other one behind. When did I get so needy? I have everything I could possibly need at the moment - someone who loves me, a great job that I enjoy, food on my plate and a roof over my head... but for some reason, I feel so unsatisfied every time one of us has to leave. I have such an overwhelming appetite for all of the good things (and oh! they are so good) that the everyday things feel so dull and drab... stifling almost, an inconvenience. Oh well... who isn't surprised? The restlessness inside me has become so predictable I feel like you know what I am going to say even before I start typing :) Get ready for another bustling week of routine activity.
Sunday, until we meet again...
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