-God Bless That Broken Road-

i sit here tonight chewing my lip and wringing my hands. Armour is on His way home. So i sit and worry while He is in the air and i have no way to know if He is ok until He arrives back in DC and calls me.

Logically i know flying is the safest way to travel, but it is something that has always terrified me and knowing He is in the air kills me. i get panicy just being in an airport. Sad i know, but true nonetheless. The meer thought of anything happening to Him leaves me paralized with fear. i know He'll be fine. He will land, get home....pet the cats and call me to tell me He is ok. And then laugh cause i was a worrying ninny.

i am on strict orders to sleep in tomorrow after having a couple of rotten nights' sleep. Ordered to sleep late. Oh my God how i love this Man. Hehehe.

i was listening to some old tunes on my laptop the other day. One song stood out from the others. All i could think of was Armour and how we seem to have just finally found the one who is perfect for you. And i thank God for helping me find Him each and every day. Hey Master, i just may convert!~

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I6uL4FOUtGQ

Until later,

Armour's brat

Posted at 3:39 PM

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