Is it possible to have withdrawals from the one you love when they are not near you? I think so. I spend the first couple of days telling myself that I have to get my butt moving and get stuff done. I find myself getting easily distracted, and end up spending the whole day click between tabs and playing Farmville 2. (Yes, I play it.) I feel a bit lost. I miss him. I know I only just took him back to his truck this morning, but the next two weeks will be tough.
I will keep myself busy, making blog posts, lining up tutorials for the business blog, and making jewelry in the process. I will try my best not to worry about the people that cut in front him, and those that weave in and out of traffic. I won’t worry about what he is eating, and if he is getting enough sleep. I won’t worry about how lonely he is, being alone in the truck. No, I won’t worry. Not. One. Bit.
Okay, maybe a little. Maybe I will ask him what he has eaten that day when he has parked for his ten-hour break. Maybe I will ask him how he is sleeping. Maybe I will text him during the day, knowing that he can’t answer the phone because he is driving to let him know that I am thinking about him, and I miss him. I will pray for his safety every night before going to bed, because I know, when I can’t be there, God can and is watching over him every moment.
Let’s face it. I will worry. That’s what we do when we love someone.
So, I will worry. I will miss him, and I will be the happiest person on the face of the Earth when I am allowed back in the truck.
Until next time, God Bless.