Timpanogos

Caleb's gone.

Basically when he leaves my whole world leaves, because he is my world.

I never thought I'd be the girl that didn't know what to do with herself when her man left. I wanted to be miss independent..."I can live without him. He can do what he wants, when he wants." 
Well he can do what he wants, but I'm gonna miss him every minute while he's gone. So here I am laying in bed, afraid to go to sleep, because I don't want to awake up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom (thanks baby boy) and realize he's not in bed to cuddle up against when I get back. 

He probably doesn't realize it but when I wake up around 3-5 times a night I always search for his hand to hold to help me go back to sleep. He's a heavy sleeper, so he doesn't mind. 

I know you probably think I'm obsessed with my husband, well congratulations you're right, I am, so I'm looking at old pictures of us, reading this blog and old text messages and wondering how in the world did I get so lucky? or maybe luck had nothing to do with it.