I didn't get married until I was 29. To someone who was in 18 weddings before my own wedding day, walking down the isle seemed like a far off, unattainable goal. I dreamed of the day that I would have someone to welcome me home. So, during my season of single-hood, I didn't fully appreciate the time. I was constantly hoping and wishing.
This week my hubby is working the late shift at work. He goes in during the afternoon, and he will be home after I have gone to bed. So tonight, I am embracing the single life. I have pizza sizzling in the oven, which is the perfect meal according to my family. The washer and dryer are running in full force. My "Friends" have joined me to continue through the seasons. It is a perfect night.
You know what makes it even better?
My man will be home in about 6 hours!
I appreciate the time to do my "single girl behaviors", but I am very thankful for this season with my husband!!