When the Cat's Away...

I cry. Hi, I'm Cathleen the soon-to-be 29 year old who cries when her husband leaves for the weekend. As a social worker, I'm inclined to ask: is there a support group for this?

My husband left early this morning to go to a wedding in Shreveport, Louisiana. All of his college buddies will be there and I know he's going to have a great time. And I'm happy for him that he gets to catch up with his best friends and reminisce about old times. I just hate that he's gone.

Honestly, last night I was kind of snippy with him - for no apparent reason. Then I did social work on myself and realized I felt like he was abandoning me in some weird way. Which is the complete opposite of the truth. I am so blessed to have a husband who is as devoted, loyal, and loving as mine. Maybe that's the problem - if he was a worse husband, I wouldn't mind that he was leaving!

I know I actually have it very easy compared to some women. My mom often tells me about the early years of her marriage when my dad would leave Monday morning and not return until Friday night. I seriously can't imagine such a thing! And she had small kids at home - kudos, mom but I think you're a stronger woman than I! My sister's husband also travels fairly often for his job. But I think she's more like me - now that she lives close to my parents, she takes her one year old son and spends the night there when her hubby is gone. If I could, believe me I would be doing that very same thing this weekend!

My husband is a teacher - he goes to work early each morning and gets home around 5:30 each night. While he puts in a long day, he's always home for dinner and never has to travel for his job. I think God knew that I wouldn't be able to handle a husband who is gone more than that. Seriously.

Well, don't feel too bad for me - I've got fun things to look forward to this weekend myself. Aside from hanging out with my little boy, I'm having a friend over for Chinese food and a chick flick tonight. And pino grigio! Tomorrow afternoon, I'm taking my son to a girls JV soccer game (a few of the girls I volunteer with are on the team). And tomorrow night, I'll be taking some other girls I volunteer with to see a movie while my friend stays with my son. And soon enough (or not!) it will be Sunday night and my best friend in the world will be home at last.

Here's to a weekend that will make me stronger and the heart grow fonder!