Hub’s home today.
Does he have any idea that every time he’s home alone I’m scared out of my mind?
In two weeks I will leaving for 72 hours.
The kids will be there for most of that. But it still scares me.
I think part of the reason I’m scared now is because I know that Stacey is home right around the corner.
If he were vomiting maybe I wouldn’t be so scared.
But he has a sore throat. That’s a little tough to prove.
I know at some point I’m going to have trust. At some point I’m going to bury these fears. But, when does that happen?
Apparently, not today.