Think of it more as a peek into the life of a shippy wife. Why? Because our strange life is often thought of in the strangest ways by people who are strangers to us. Well, sometimes by some friends also, to be honest. We get a lot of questions as to how we spend our days. So I thought I’ll write about it. I am a Shippy Wife. Whatever comforts I afford and enjoy, comes at the price of not being able to share small joys, trials/tribulations with my husband whenever I want to. I don’t want him to miss out on anything while he is away. So I tend to over-compensate for the time spent apart. Over-sharing, it has become a habit with me.
I believe that if what you’ve written speaks to someone, it’s only because your words are being read by a similar feeling heart.