Hail storm?

He was in a hail storm yesterday.  It's weird because where I grew up when it hailed that normally meant tornado.  It never just hailed.  There's alot of things I guess I don't realize.  He's 2,000 miles away but it feels like I'm with him when he sends me the pictures.

Me and my grandfather talked about this.  If I showed this picture to anyone else they probably wouldn't care too much about it.  But that picture right there, that's what he is seeing. That's a little glimpse into the massive world that he's traveling.  I didn't realize there were sunsets in New Mexico.  I didn't realize there were hail storms. I didn't realize there were mountains or fences. I knew there was. But I didn't realize it.  I didn't understand until now.  And now that I understand it makes me feel so inadequate knowing just how much of the world I've missed. But now I am happy with pictures.  I'm excited to see each and every one of them. I show them to as many people as I can, even though they may not care as much. One day I'll get to see it with him. He's doing something so important right now and I'm so proud of him.
He doesn't realize how important he is.

My heart on a string

It's odd being married. The connection we have almost feels a bit magical. Through this entire experience with him becoming a truck driver I've felt slightly different.  Here's the only way I can explain it.  It feels like a very strong string wound around my heart. Whenever he's near it's ok but when he's gone the other end of the string goes with him tightening around my heart.  Sometimes before he leaves my heart unwinds a little to allow more distance but that also seems to hurt. He is currently in the same state but soon he will be halfway across the country.  It's unwound enough for him to travel the distance but I still feel that uncomfortable tug. I know the string won't break, our connection is strong but that doesn't mean it's comfortable or doesn't hurt a bit.
I know this is right. This is suppose to happen. Nothing falls into place quite this perfect if it wasn't meant to be. So I'll be waiting, with my heart wrapped in this string waiting for him to come back to me.