There was a time when we were wide-eyed and optimistic newlyweds, blissfully unaware of the complexities that come with marriage and parenting—especially the delightful chaos of balancing both. I never imagined our “date nights” would consist of late-night Stratego tournaments and cozy Sunday movie marathons. I couldn’t have foreseen that we would develop our own unspoken shorthand filled with sighs, giggles, and knowing glances, allowing us to communicate without uttering a single word. And honestly, I never thought I could miss you so profoundly, even though you’re right here with me every day.
But I do. I miss you.
Living under the same roof means we share a bed and a life, yet somehow, life manages to slip through the cracks. Whether it’s your long working hours, my endless to-do list, or both of us juggling responsibilities, weeks can fly by in a blur. Our tiny humans, those adorable little beings calling us Mom and Dad, demand our attention, while work deadlines and family obligations pull us in every direction. By the end of the day, we’re often left battling the urge to doze off on the couch during just five minutes of Jimmy Fallon.
We know our marriage is the heart of our family, and we make efforts to carve out time for each other. We plan date nights, indulge in the occasional kid-free getaway, and text throughout the day with quick check-ins and silly memes. We’ve mastered the art of making the minutes matter.
Yet, there are still those days when I find myself missing you.
I long for those lengthy conversations that meander through everything and nothing, for lazy Sunday mornings spent in bed, and for the peace of finishing a sentence without interruptions from tiny voices asking, “Guess what, Dad?” or “Mom, can I have…” I crave those moments when we’d ride the train home together, share a cozy brunch, or even just sit side by side, lost in our books.
There are moments when I miss the simple things: being close to you, sharing the same air, and knowing the little details of your day, like what you had for lunch or how long your commute was. I miss hearing your laugh.
You work tirelessly, tackling client emails, leading conference calls, drafting legal documents, and standing up for justice in court. You rush to catch the train just to make it in time for our son’s baseball game, play with our younger son, and manage the evening chaos before diving back into work after the kids are asleep.
I, too, am hustling through long hours, balancing school drop-offs with work commitments, shuttling kids to activities, and handling homework. We’re both pouring our energy into providing for our family, each in our own way.
Sometimes it feels as if the universe is conspiring to keep us apart. Just when you find a moment to breathe, my schedule heats up. One weekend I’m away, the next you are, and before we know it, family visits turn everything upside down. This is all part of being adults, parents, and partners, surrounded by demands for our time and attention.
Yet, the act of missing you might not be such a bad thing. It brings back the spark and romance of those starry-eyed days. It reminds me just how much I need you and how deeply you love our family.
So until our next date night, stolen kiss, movie marathon, or long weekend away, I’ll keep missing you. Because I love you even more than I did when we first started this beautiful journey together.
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In summary, while life can often keep us apart, embracing the moments we miss each other can deepen our love and appreciation for one another.