This last month has been a crazy one. I started a new job on graveyard shifts. It isn't bad. In fact, it's kind of awesome. And working graveyards usually hides the fact it's a 12 hour shift. Because no one else is up, and you just sit and keep doing the same thing all night. It's kind of therapeutic actually. The only bad part about this, is that it's ruined my sleep schedule. And now there's only 4 nights a week I can cuddle with my husband. Small price to pay for an awesome job.
Now, because I don't see my husband for half the week, it started off very stressful. We went from seeing each other all the time, to now having to make time during the week to see each other. And the days I work, I only see him when I take him to work in the morning. It was hard, and then I remembered something. Didn't people used to write letters to each other? Because I know of a lot of historic couples that only lived together for a few months a year. They somehow made marriage work. Of course they did. Writing letters has added a whole other layer to our relationship, and has made us value our time together more. It also has some of a romatic charm to it. How often do you get a handwritten letter anymore? It's been a wonderful change of pace, and it's something I'll embrace even after I move on from this job. It'll also be something for our great grand kids to find when we die. How many people do you know of, that can say they have a stack of love letters carefully put away? Probably not that many.
Anyways. Happy holidays to you all, from us and the puppies! Merry Christmas, and may you find peace during this holiday season.
