Alone and Feeling It

Well, I dropped Ben off at the church a couple hours ago for the start of his New Orleans ministry trip. He will be gone until next Saturday. This is the first time since living together that we have been apart, and this house creaks and knocks and makes me wonder what's going on. Aside from the noises, there is a marked emptiness -- the house just isn't the same without Ben's lively spirit -- whether he's doing anything special or not, just his presence brings the house to life. I'm already missing that spirit, and the week has only just begun. I will be away most of tomorrow and most of Sunday and I will be working all week, so the daytimes won't be so bad. It's the evenings that are going to suck. I have a few projects to keep me busy -- got to finish painting the spare room and get some stuff for church before my departure. Those things will help, but it just isn't going to be the same until he gets back here. This empty feeling brought on by his absence just points out how much I love him. Ben, if you are reading this, know that I love you. For the rest of you, thanks for letting me pour out these emotions. Watch for updates during the week.