after what seemed to be an endless wait, my wife finally called. i have been 'trying' to keep myself busy all day, knowing she's somewhere else and probably tired from work and is sleeping. i have thought of giving her a call but i did not want to spoil her rest. so i waited. and waited. and blogged in between. and waited some more.a few minutes ago i heard her voice and it was a relief. to know that even when we have this distance between us, that even when we live in two different continents, we ache for and seek one another - whether at the onset or at the end of both our days.
the time difference takes its toll sometimes but we seem to have formed this unwritten and unspoken habit of being awake when the other one is, of sleeping beside each other (yes, we do find time frames when that can be done), we even eat and say our prayers with each other. there has never been a day that i didn't find her there waiting for me too.
i have learned not to count the days she has been away. instead i count down to the days we will see each other again - the days ahead of us when we will never have to be apart. i know we never really have been without each other. it is because of her i am breathing again, and it is because of her i am risking everything so i can be this resolute, so i can be this certain. because she deserves nothing less than who i am and all that i can offer.
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