Friday, March 28, 2008

Separate

Its been 6 months since I've seen my soldier. Wow.

Yesterday, this was in my inbox:

Any and all forms of separation - disconnects, divides, partings, breakups, and goodbyes - T, are temporary. Very.

You'll be together far, far longer than you will ever be apart.

Forever and ever -
The Universe

Your oneness, T, is pure truth; your separation is pure fantasy.

Yes, I know on a higher level, we are never alone. We are never separate.

Still I'm finding when I look at expiration dates on my groceries, I seem to put it in perspective of when he's coming home.

When my latest box of Macaroni & Cheese expires, he will be 4 months from coming home.

When my new bottle of contact solution expires, he will be home.

Pretty pathetic, eh?

2 comments:

  1. Not pathetic at all. I do the same thing so if it is, we're both pathetic. ;)

    Wait until it gets closer - you'll get excited over expiration dates. You should've seen me buy a 1/2 gallon of milk that expires after he gets home. I nearly danced a jig right there in the aisle!

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  2. NOPE! That's a great way to look at it! It makes it seem so much more concrete, like other outside world things are confirming that time is going by.

    Maybe I should head off to my kitchen...

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