When Tomorrow Comes

Since you came home from work abroad 3 months ago, I can’t shake the thought from my mind each morning I would wake up that this day could be our “last”. And now…the dreaded moment has come. Time for me to see you go again.

Last night, while I watch you sleep, I keep wishing I have powers to stall time and make it last a bit more longer. But the Lord has decided that the time we had together as husband and wife was enough for now.

You know that I’m never good in the farewell department that’s why I never go with you to the airport to drop you off and say goodbye. But I braved this morning. I can bear to see you go this time because I now know that you’re not walking away from me…you’re just walking ahead of me. 

In my mind, I keep a picture of you beside me while you sleep. And in my heart I keep the hope and the peace I have each night that I will see you beside me when I open my eyes. For now, I bid you, not goodbye, my love. I like saying it the way the folks from Norfolk do.

Si yorlye morla.

I will see you tomorrow.