My husband left last night for the 1:15am trip to Cebu. He went with Ptr. Dave King in order to attend the 2-day John Maxwell seminar. I bid him goodbye at the terminal, where we were brought by my brother in law Alvin.
We went back around 1am to the house. I fixed up our room and prepared for bed. But when I lied down, the room was so quiet. No hugs or kisses for good night. Actually, what I miss are our bedtime conversations. I turned on the cd and for some instrumental Christmas tunes (in February) but those were the only jolly music that were on hand.
But it’s okay. I am not sad or depressed. It’s just…well, something new.
Okay, that’s it for now. Take care all and God bless you! 🙂
