7 days to go

4:18am Sunday
It may not appear to be from the time on the blog but by this time next week I should be with you all being well. Thank you for the tummy rub. My stomach hurts. I don't seem to be able to eat like I used to without suffering for it afterwards. I suppose it is just a sign that I am getting older and unable to do the things I used to. It was a little treat for me to call and pretend that you were with me in the flesh. You didn't tell me about your day yesterday and I didn't ask how it went. I do hope it was a good one. I trust all the family are ok and that you would tell me if they were not. It has been 5 weeks now since we parted at the airport. It has mostly been bearable, that is not to say desirable. There have been times when I have fallen into despondency but the knowledge that I will see you soon has helped me stay positive for most of the time if I don't think too much and torture myself with the need for you. There I have thought too much and tears have rushed to my eyes. You are truly a lovely person and as always I consider myself lucky to have been found by you - my heart, my desire, my love. Always yours N

Wey hey. I can now blog from my phone. I don't know how that helps but you never know when I might have to in an emergency. It could be important. Especially if my laptop has a fit and decides to die. Oh well I really must go to bed now. One day I will understand all this technical stuff.

Trying this from my phone. Interesting. Not sure I can save the web site though. Would love to phone but it is 11:30 and you should be snoring. Still writing this blog is the second best thing

9:22pm
I miss you but again I try not to dwell on it too long and concentrate on what I am missing. I remember the early days when I would go to beading with J before we were married - coming home to you - plenty of snoring and a cuddle.

8 days to go

9:14am
Just lying in bed at the moment. I spoke to my honey earlier. I wish he was near but not too long now. It is wet outside but I feel quite joyful that I have nothing that I must do. I have a long list for tomorrow including packing my case and checking I have all the essentials I need for my journey - sweets, knickers and chocolate for example. Missing you, and thinking that again here is another family event that you are going to miss - the meal for mother's day. Mom is checking her e-mail before going to Uncle Morrisons so it could be mid afternoon before she gets there. I am drinking a warming cup of milk (coffee) and dreaming about a breakfast with my honey and the usual discussion about whos turn it is to make it.
9:32am
Mom has just been up to tell me that she has written a communication to me via e-mail. That must be a record 16 minutes to write an e-mail.
Love you