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My husband is so good to me!


Lately I've been getting really bad cabin fever. I just feel like I don't go anywhere here in Colorado. Back in Missouri I had so many people I could just "run" to go see if I needed to get out. I could pop over to the Kanakuk offices and see my Gran'ma and my mom and my friend, Beth, at any moment during the day. My girlfriend, Melissa, was at my house every single Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning. Any afternoon, I could see my friends in the pick up line at school or just after school. I miss Tuesday nights at McDonald's with Kelly and her kids and I miss Becca and her kids moving in with us when both of our hubbies were out of town. I miss my dad taking my kids (one by one) in the afternoon for mystery trips and I miss my Gran'ma having my kids during the weekends. There was so much happening in Branson and so many people "happening" with. There was so much fellowship and love in my life!

I AM SO HAPPY HERE!!! I am SO HAPPY and I have some great friends! That is my disclaimer to this post! (Just a little FYI.)

However, here there isn't as much "popping" in or daily fellowship. I hang out at the house and work and clean and play with Gabby and Dax (on the days he is home), but I am missing my peer and family time! (I think the kids are missing it, too!)

So, Andy has been so good this week about trying to "get me out." He almost pushed me out the door to Bible Study yesterday morning so that I could have fellowship with neat women. He came home a little early from work yesterday so that I could go to the gym with Gretchen. It has been so special for me to see how aware he has been of my "missing" feelings this week.

THANK YOU, ANDY! I love you! And I am so excited for our trip to Hawai'i in two weeks for today (more blogging on that to come)!!!

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