I would have never imagined myself to be separated from my husband for a very long time. And now I have to, after 6 years.
We have spent every second together being annoyed with each other for as long as I could remember, and yesterday was the moment when I regretted for not spending more time with him before he left. It has only been one night, and he hasn’t even landed yet, but I’m bawling my eyes out, internally. Well, I haven’t cried alone, yet, probably because I’m still trying to keep myself busy.
Living far from him will be my most challenging obstacles I would ever have to face in my life, he is my everything. Sure, he annoys me sometimes, he gets into heated arguments with me, he likes to steal my food while I’m eating, but he’ll always be my main. Now, my bed is too large for me, the room feels like it’s too empty without him, he doesn’t make silly jokes anymore, it’s just boring without him in my life. 2018 will surely be different for me.
Before he departed from Singapore last night, I asked him when would I be able to meet him, and he said, probably in June. My heart jumps so high, it almost flew right out of my body. I can’t wait to meet this wonderful man of mine, be it another 5 months, it’s something I’ll definitely look forward to this year.