Thank you, everyone, for all of your kind words. I haven't yet had time to update all of you on my husband's return. That I haven't makes me feel awful, because I am convinced that it was the positive thoughts and energy which guided him home to me so safely, and so soon. Midnight after my last post, I received a call from Mr. Shad. In my half-awake/half-asleep state, I hardly remembered what he had said. Only that I was sure he had called and that he'd said "Kuwait". Also, that he was coming home. What I thought I remembered, also, was that he meant to be arriving on Sunday. Again, my dream addled brain heard this, so my recollection wasn't to be trusted. Still, I awoke at 6:30 the next morning (Saturday) to make sure my MIL didn't leave. Just in case.
again. He came in Sunday at about 2 in the morning. While it has been wonderful, it has also been stressful, awkward, and we are still settling. There hasn't been much knitting to speak of, and what has been happening knit-wise (hehe knit-wise) has all been mostly boring. Things like plain ribbed socks, or miles of stockinette on the Somewhat Cowl. There was a bit of stash acquisition and I even won a contest. Though, I have to admit those things happened right before (I think) Mr. Shad's return.Labels: family, life, Mr. Shad, socks
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