A heart grows fonder.

I know I won’t sleep well tonight, if at all.  There are a few reasons.  First, I’ve evidently hit a phase in my life where I can’t shut off my mind when it’s bedtime (and my mind is awful noisy).  Second, Charlie is away on an assignment and, well, I just miss him.  Last, and I’m dreading this one, I usually dream about 9/11 around the anniversary.

So I’ll be thinking of my sweetie, remembering, and wishing I could squeeze him tight.

I might also have a cocktail before bedtime (don’t judge). 

Be good to those Marines, honey.  You know what I mean.  And if you don’t-- what I mean is, don’t scare the junior ones (think of the stories I’ve shared of me shaking in my shoes in court!). 

We can’t wait until you’re home. 

Love,

me and these three