My Love for Him is Not of This World

It is exactly 12:57 a.m. I am still awake because the Love of My Life and Life of my Love is coming home and I want to see him the minute he walks through the door. I want to look at him and and smile and welcome him home because he has been gone from me for a week. A whole week! Almost unbearable. Almost, because I visited him for a few hours before I had to rush back home to work.

So I will wait here by the door until he comes home. He'll walk in carrying a sleeping child, hurry past me to put said child in bed, then come back for a kiss and a hug. I'll hug him back as hard as I can so that he knows I really, REALLY love him. He'll ask why I'm still up, and I'll rub his velcro-y head and ask if he lost his razor in Cane Beds. He'll laugh, kiss me again, and go get the other two bebes out of the car. Everyone will be tucked into bed and when we wake up we will be a whole family again. No more staying up waiting for Prince Charming to return, because I will not let him leave me again for a VERY long time.

I saw this on someone else's blog and thought that it perfectly describes how I feel about Jade:

"My love for him is not of this world. It can't be broken by anything, not by any worldly ideas of what love is. Not by death. Nothing. Love is Godly, God is love. And we are his children. Our bond will carry us to the eternities and beyond. Its not cheesy, its the truth."