Dear Anthony

I miss you.

I know that you don’t have internet access, and it may be a while before you get to read this, but I’m am writing to you all the same.

I miss waking up to you in the morning.  I got out of bed and turned off my alarm this morning, then jumped back into the warm blankets.  There was no you to demand a cuddle from, nor did the blankets stay warm after I jumped out.  If you were my hottie, they would have stayed longer.  I have to wear lots of layers and have a hot water bottle in bed with me just to stay warm enough. If you were here, you would be my heater.

I miss making your breakfast of fresh fruit, nuts, and soya yoghurt, and putting it in the fridge.  I like starting the day knowing that we’ll both have at least one healthy meal, even if the rest of the day is down hill.

I miss giving you a goodbye kiss in the morning.  I am jealous that Janjo gets to give one to Gareth.

I do enjoy mine and Janjo’s car rides in the morning.  It does not seem like an hour of talking, laughing and singing (though mostly talking).  I am enjoying getting to know her.

I miss seeing your beautiful blue crinkly eyes and mocking your short hair. I miss your kiss, and I miss your arms wrapped around me.  You can reach around me now, and double your arms up… you didn’t used to be able to do that!

I even miss giving you back rubs.  This doesn’t mean that when I see you, you can demand more!

I can’t wait to be your wife.  I love you so much.  We have been together through many trials, and many amusements. Marry me already will you?!  You’re 31 years old now.  You should be married with babies!

I am looking forward to seeing you again. I won’t see you this weekend because of Adam’s birthday.  The week after I’m meant to be spending time with Kylie.  I’ve still to organise this.

Three weeks without seeing you? That’s torture. 5 months seems like a long time to be spending away from you.  I didn’t think it would feel like that long.  I hope my original assumptions were right, but at the moment, it feels like forever.

Work is going well.  I wish I were able to speak to you about it.  Having no signal at home on my cellphone, this is not helpful.  And having limited time/battery life at lunch time is not helpful either.

I talked to Simone tonight. She said she spent 6 months living in a different city to David.  She didn’t like it, and moved when his contract was renewed for another 6 months. She didn’t help console me, even though she was supposed to be.  She could sympathise though, and that was nice.  I can wah to Simone and she will understand. I better not wah too much though, she might tell me to harden up!

Some of the girls at work have long-distance husbands.  One is in Australia, and one is a truck driver whose away a lot.  I don’t know how they do it, because I’ve been away from you not that long, and already I’m sad about you not being here.  Maybe I’ll get used to it.  Or maybe I’ll go slowly insane.

I miss you.

I need to sleep now, and have more fabulous Japanese/Western styled dreams.

I love you.

Your only Heidi

Current Mood: cranky & determined & lonely

Tags: Anthony, Letter, Love, Rotorua