sensus pectus pectoris per vestri luminis

Feeling the heart with the eye

Last night Monet was redecorating the heavens.


You texted me to say that
god's arm was coming out of the sky.
I am glad that even though we are far away
we see the same sky
and the same god
everyday.

Ecco homo

Behold, the man

Im glad you are in the driver's seat recently.
I know you drive out to the same spots on accident to get service on your phone.

I think I'd miss you even if we never met.

Ad augusta per angusta

To high places, by narrow roads.

Ego nolo caesar esse

I don't want to be caesar.

So, I can't tell you what I've done, BUT I DID IT. I found the last one in the united states that will be perfect for you.
And then I got on my knees and cried.

I can't wait to give it to you!
I have the besterest plan ever
involving the little bloo box and lots of ribbon.

and the words "Im gonna ask you ONE MORE TIME..."

but that's really all I can say.
Else I'll give it all away.
Which I do too much.

lovelovelove
j

Ego me bene habeo

With me, All is well.
I also like that the word bene reminds me of bean.

Brandon called today. What a relief. On tuesday night (weds. morning?) at 2:30 AM I received a text from him that sounded sad. We both tried calling but he didn't have reception. All week I've beeen praying that he is alright and that we could talk to each other before I pull all my hair out, quilt my entire house, buy every brand of jeans at nordies that fits my fat married bottom, fake exercise( picture me with my computer on my lap trying to do situps), tan for ten minutes, swim for nine, use every stamp in the house writing letters, and poking my mother endlessly reminding her that I want my husband back.

And as suddenly as all restlessness comes, it is gone


"I want bean one too [talking about the bean tamborines I made for the nursery's music time, my new calling that I love more than my own life]"
"That night I texted you, I prayed and said God pelase let me send one message I miss my wife so much, and he let me."

I miss you so much brandon.
The bed is too big without you
I sleep like a starfish.

Without water.

Okay I won't get too much into analogies because I only do that when I am really stressed out or super tired [this moi].

But if you are reading this
I want to tell you that God hears us- and it is as impossible to comprehend as you reading my insignificant blog about my husband whom I love and miss.
God knows us,
and when we ask for things with all of our hearts
he hears.

which is hearts without the t.
which is hard without the e.
and the t.

As long as we have him in our lives
we have each other.



It's really hard.
But that one phone call,
sets everything right again
and my love for you just spills and spills over. all over this poor blogarooskie.

Goodnight Mr. Cochran

Semper ubi sub ubi ubique

Always wear underwear everywhere.

I think that the marines should change their motto from semper fi to semper ubi sub ubi ubique.
it sounds cool too.
So,
While you are away I am following suite to "military" wives and writing this blog. I don't know how far I will get in it, or if you will ever read it but the thought alone counts for something. I think.

When we get old and have babies together we can have this blog.
And each other.
For a long time.
I want everyone to know that. And so I am making this.

There are so many reasons.
But the most important,
is you.
I want to remember every moment I've ever been given with you.
All of this sounds cliche and sort of cheeserific
but I mean it,
from the bottom of my underwears.

I love you Brandon,
your whyfe.

crede quod habes, et habes