19th March 2011
Oh bugger it; waking up this early was not part of the plan. I have tried VERY hard to get back to sleep but it is just not going to happen so I have admitted defeat and decided to churn out a few words for you all instead. I wish I could say that it was the excitement at the thought of his arrival that has kept me awake but unfortunately it is more than that.
This week has been a strange week, I have gone from sheer giddy excitement at the thought of him being here to sadness and anger at my treatment by some and it’s that situation that has woken me unbearably early this morning crowding my brain with its pain and hurt but now it is time to get up and make coffee and I have decided that those thoughts will for now, be carefully put away so I can concentrate on my Saturday and on Him.
Wow, I just looked out of the window and we have had a really hard frost. Everything is tinged with a sparkly white covering of magic ice dust but the sky is beautiful spring blue and the sun is shining. My alarm is finally going off and it’s time to start getting ready. I love getting ready for Him.
A shower, some coffee and toast and then I must away. I have petrol to buy on my way and the flight tracker is telling me that he will land in an hour and half. I hope that Heathrow is kind to us this morning, last time he arrived he was sweeping me up in Him arms less than half an hour after His plane had touched the ground. Ahhh such sweet memories…. time to make some more I think.
What do you think….will he want me?
ps…more later, if and when I come up for air.