To truck or not to truck????, that is the question!!!

 

I am remembering what lonely feels like this week.  Especially after the huge engorgement of family and friends over the holidays.  My husband went for a long haul on the truck with his brother-in-law this week.  I am remembering that sad lonesome feeling down in my gut, that constantly drags at me all day.  It's like a dull constant panic.  I thought to myself why is it so different than being gone for the day at work or school?  It must be the hundreds even thousands of miles, each one tearing a bigger hole in my heart.  The distance is so depressing and makes me feel so out of control.  I couldn't be there in a flash if something were to happen and neither could he.  It makes me want to keep my children close by my side so I know all is well with them.  Being poor students is very challenging, but the thought of going back to this life style frightens me to no end.  I have to admit the money trucking brings in has really been tempting me the last few weeks, but this week will be a great reminder why we chose the different road.  I hate this feeling of lonely.