Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Come make my house our home.

I've been praying for peace for you every night.   I hope its coming.  No one deserves it more than you. 

My house is like a time capsule.  I haven't touched a thing since you left.   Every time I think about changing something I cant do it.  I feel like if I don't change anything you can just slide right back in. 

I've been fantasizing about us going out with my friends again.   Walking up to a dinner table full of them.  They would be so happy to see us walk in together.   I'd probably cry.   They are family now more than ever.   There are babies coming.   I know they miss you too.   You are the missing piece. 

I know that I can fix everything.  I just don't know if I can make you love me again.   I don't know if you could forgive me.   I hope with all my heart there is a way that you can.   You would never regret it.  I know you need time.  I know you are dealing with so much.  

Come make a kitchen with me.   Come make my house our home.