i need you to come home and put the punctuation back into my life
because i find that without you capitalizing my mornings
and
dotting that final period at the end of the night
my days just run together on and on and on and on and on and on
like a run-on sentence
i miss the exclamation points of laughter
inverted commas for our private inside jokes
i even miss the question marks regarding the checkbook and scratches on the car
and what is the point of using real glasses and silverware
wearing perfume
tossing a salad
without someone to notice or ask for seconds
i need you to come home and pitch the baseballs
check the long multiplication
and be the bad cop so i can go back to being the good one
try not to worry
i really can do life on my own
but like an unpunctuated page
it just loses a whole lot of meaning without you
hurry home
exclamation point
26 comments:
Love this post. So SO true.
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What a sweet post!!! But when your dear husband is gone next time, call your 2nd favorite* single friend and have her over for dinner. She'll compliment your perfume, notice & love your beautifully tossed salad and she'll congratulate you on purchasing such lovely glasses that match your plates so perfectly. She'd probably even check the math. Of course, not quite the same as having your husband there but it would make the void a little more bearable until he finally comes home.
*2nd favorite only because I'm on the other side of the country from you and would be there in a heartbeat if I could!
That was perfect!
I guess you are loving having him work from home. ☺
My husband is the only one that asks for seconds on lots of dinner items, too.
I was just thinking about this yesterday...luckily my husband got home late last night.
You perfectly expressed exactly how I was feeling...great post!
ah yes. mine just left this morning. (insert self-pity)
this was so clever. i love your literary skills. poetry in motion.
i also love that your husband asks for seconds when you wear perfume. did i read that right? ah, who cares. it's a great thought.
Hope Brad is home soon!
I'm sorry you have to be alone; I wish I could be there with you.
Thank you for your love and support and I will be home as soon as I can!
Go buy something while the kids are in school tomorrow and I won't even ask how much you spent. (wait, did i really say that?)
Um...thank, traveling husband. I already did.
That was so cute! I am sure he LOVED it and he will LOVE YOU! (When he gets home!)
I loved it! I especially loved traveling husbands remark to go buy something... and your response that you already did. Isn't it a universal thing that wives do when their husbands travel--buying stuff really DOES make us feel better. At least for a bit.
Oh, if I didn't know you and know how darn witty you are, I'd wonder if this was one of those blog-jackings! Wonderful post and ain't it the truth!
As always very clever, you are so talented!
I find it awesome that your traveling husband 1) reads your blog when you are not there to put it on the screen for him and force him into a chair in front of it; 2) that he comments on your blog in such a situation; and 3) that he encourages you to spend his money while he is away.
Is there any way that he could give a class on this to my husband? I will pay.
You are a writing genius. I loved this post!!
Good post, also sweet.
And isn't your husband nice to comment on your post?
Seriously wonderful.
I think you are the dot on the i.
So beautifully written.
Thanks for keeping me company.
You are so stinking clever.
My man's been out of town this entire week too and I could use a couple of commas. You know, a moment to take a breath.
I've felt this way so many times. It's not that you need them around to do the work, you need them around to be your partner. I hate when my husband travels.
Great poem. Loved it.
(and your husband comments on your blog? wish!)
Awww....
I wish mine would go somewhere so I could feel this.
And permission to spend? We all want Brad should you ever decide to get a new model. (yeah, right.)
So clever, so cute.
I hope he gets caught in your parentheses when he walks in the door. This is a darling poem!
You are SUCH a great writer! Loved it. And genius comment Andrea.
What did you buy?
gab, this is the best. no one could have said it better. hold on, he'll be home soon!
beautiful. thanks for sharing.
How cute was that! You are amazing.
This is wonderful. :)
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