Rough Day

So this post isn't about anything happening in Africa or at Love Botswana.  This is a post from a wife who is desperately missing her husband while he is in Kuwait.

I have seen Roger for a total of 3 days since April 17, 2009.  I've been holding up pretty well for the most part this entire time (with some ups and downs), but something happened this morning in me and I am having just the hardest time I have ever had with his absence.  He is set to come out here in a little less than 3 weeks, but right now it feels like that might as well be 3 months.

Ick.  I hate this feeling.  Since we can't be together, all I want to is curl up in bed and sleep...and that can't happen.  Yes, this is totally a self-pity filled moment that I am going through, and I know it will pass soon...but I don't care.  I just want to be with my husband.