I miss you the most on Sunday mornings

Everyday during a deployment has its ups and downs. Some days are a struggle to get through, some days fly by. But Sunday mornings are the loneliest. In the years we’ve been physically together, weekends are spent sleeping in, running errands, and just enjoying each other’s company. We’d finish off a weekend at church, at brunch, or just spending too much time in our pajamas.

I realized this last night whilst surfing Instagram. I came across Jen’s post of freshly made cinnamon rolls, ready for baking in the morning. It hit home that we haven’t had a normal weekend in 8 months. We haven’t eaten warm, crispy waffles in our jammies since last year. I’m just glad that we’re on the shorter end of this deployment, and we’ll be able to make brunch and lay around doing nothing soon enough (even if it is next year). Now, if only IHOP delivered…