The month of August has been a busy one. With vacation, your due date, my birthday, our wedding anniversary, my job that pays the bills, and Faces, my "job" that doesn't (but gives me more fulfillment than I can even explain!), I haven't been left with much time to write to you.
While I'm happy, I guess, that I'm at a point where life feels almost "normal" again, sometimes I really miss the days when it wasn't. When my life revolved around missing you. I miss the days when I had such a strong desire to write here, the days when I NEEDED to write to you every single day, the days when the words just spilled out of me with such ease.
Now, most days it feels like I have nothing much to say, besides the obvious "I love you, I miss you." And really, who wants to read that over and over again?
But today that's all I've got.
I love you, Stevie.
I miss you, Baby.
Makes the Missing Lighter
1 hour ago