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"a portrait, once a week, for the year of 2014"

week seventeen.

this is my husband. this is how i've viewed him for almost a full year. limited hugs. very few real kisses. but on the bright side i get to see him twice every day. most people don't have that privilege. for that i'm thankful. but i caught myself this weekend as we were outside playing fetch with Harlee as the sun was setting. if he was home, i'd be making him dinner and bringing it to him on his lunch. we'd enjoy the meal in my car. Harlee in the back, but now there'd be another guest for dinner with us. i miss him coming home after a long days work, i'm already fast asleep. have to love working two different shifts and "seeing" each other when the other is in bed. it hasn't been the best, but we made it work for almost two years like that. we took advantage of any time we had together. the three open weekends, if he wasn't working then too, to spend time taking the Harley out for a ride. enjoying a movie together. shopping. cooking and grilling out. man do i miss his food. hard to believe a year has gone by already with him not being home for more than just an R&R. and we have many more months ahead of us until we go back to our "normal" routine. or what was once normal, has now been tweaked a bit because of our little man.

i crave the day i get to see him in his arms. to have him hold me tight. be able to be a family of four (dog included) finally.