When the home is as lonely as the open road.
My husband has only been trucking it up for 13 months but, to me and our daughter it feels like a lifetime.
When he first started driving again he had no idea that sitting at home day after day was like being trapped in a prison cell. I know every wife isn't like me, and every husband isn't like him but communication is very important especially when you're separated from your spouse.
I hid my feelings from him because i did not want to further burden him with my useless whining but, then I soon came to realize he had began to resent me for not sharing in his woes, to believe that I didn't care.
I am not a touchy feelly type woman and, for the most part i can keep a calm appearance but, I have learned how important it is to tell my husband how i feel when he is not here for me to show him.
As for our little one, she is a daddy's girl through and through. She gets angry when daddy goes to work and stays that way until he comes home. I try to take the brunt of her angst and hope she will blame me for his absence so she spends time with him when he is here.
I often wonder which of us it is harder for but, then I remind myself it doesn't matter how heavy our loads are we still gotta make it on down the road and, all we have to depend on is one another.