It's been a week that I returned from my work trip to Los Angeles. It's a very bittersweet thing. I love my clients, I get to see my family and I'm home in my city but I also wish my husband was with me. I love being near him, laughing with him, loving him. It goes without saying, there's a reason I married that man! It hurts a little inside that I go on these trips around the country without my love. Funny thing is, once I'm there I don't have time to dwell on it. I've got ten things going at once and my time is a whirlwind of people, places and things. Before I know it, I'm back in his arms and my heart is at peace. I don't know how we've managed, but we've been doing this for 9 years. I've been traveling in one form or another with my clients the entire time we've been together. Even in our early dating years we spent 10 months apart when I moved to Napa with my beloved Dallmans.
Bryan makes it possible. It's true, he's so supportive and strong! I don't think things through very often. I won't blink an eyelash while making plans to go away for weeks at a time, but then I'll cry all the way to the airport. He's the one grounded in reality, I'm the nut-job!
Okay, WOW! I didn't intend for this to be a love letter to my husband! I was going to post pics of my adventures in LA, but the words just started tripping out of my head so fast, I couldn't keep up. It's now made me nostalgic!
Boy meets Girl~ 2000
Boy buys Girl a house!~ 2009
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