I happened to be up at 2 am, so I checked my email to see if there was a note from Bill. It is, after all, mid-morning by that time in Afghanistan.
Nothing.
I went back to bed, sulking. Why hasn’t he written? I mused in a pathetic manner.
Perhaps, I retorted to myself, because he knows it’s 2 am here, and that you should be sleeping and not checking email.
And when I woke up later, at a decent hour, there was, of course, a love note.
And thus my morning is glorious.
Reit This Way 
I, too, would tell you that I love you…but I just did five days ago.
Sounds just like me. Don't they know we don't sleep when they are away and they can go ahead and send those love notes at 2 am????
Hang in there!
Happy glorious morning to you!
🙂
When I was studying abroad, I used to compulsively check my e-mails. Even when I knew it was the middle of the night back home, and no reasonable person would have written me.
I still had to check. You never know… 😉
Isn't it wonderful to wake up to an email? I think that is the most wonderful thing about email-the ability to stay in touch with our hubbies when they're gone.
Oh.
You made me all gushy eyed.