Missing

It’s been exactly a month since that fateful day. And as much as part of me despise him… I am missing him terribly.

Last week was a bit of a struggle for me. Sky’s first week in his new school. Doing my best to juggle work, myself and Sky. I made sure that everyday and every minute was not wasted on tears and sadness. I learned to practice thinking of happy thoughts and blessedness inside my head.

After all, what’s inside your mind becomes you.

Despite of everything, I miss him terribly. Last week was a struggle for me, because no matter how I focused on work. I still think of him. He is still my husband after all and still the love of my life. Just a bit morbidly amusing that I when I do get a chance to see him, I want to wring his neck and kiss him at the same time.

Disturbing? YES. I KNOW.

Every time I turn the corner to get to the house that Sky and I call home now, I pray and hope and even imagine that I would see his yellow scooter parked outside. And he would be inside the house, awaiting for our return.

I still believe in Miracles and the power of Prayer… I wonder what God has in store for us?