adventures in reflective surfaces
Waiting
My new husband had just arrived for his R&R from Iraq. I had seemed to be in waiting forever. I awaited his arrival. I awaited our marriage day. I had to wait in line at the DMV, Social Security Office, etc. to change my name. And then, I found myself in the truck, waiting for my husband while he shopped for extra military needs in a little town called Tillicum. "Till I Come" ...Ironic...
10 2004