a part of me is missing...

Isn't it weird how the longer you are married to someone the more you become a part of each other? I sent Luke off on his own yesterday to visit our friend Jason in San Fransisco for the week. It is a much needed break for him and I was happy that he had the oppurtunity to go hang out with his BFF (besides me). But today I woke up feeling less than whole, like something was out of place, an important part of me missing. It took me about half of the day to realize what it was! I can be slow sometimes....anyhoo- I love that Luke and I are integral parts of each others lives. It may seem a bit sappy, but I am not the same without him. Together we complete each other.

Have fun in San Fran Babe....but hurry back to me!!!!