What David Lee Roth Said Right

I miss my wife. 

Her label as wife is not about formality, tradition or even ownership of her.  This title is about love, friendship and companionship. 

She's away with her family in Kentucky, and I am home alone.  The alone part is the hard part. 

Many times I've been away from home.  But since

Sept 7, 2002

, I haven't had these feelings.  Since then, I've been with my wife, my friend and my lover.  My bride is more than a sidekick in the adventure of this life.  She's a part of me, and when that part is absent, I am incomplete. 

I cannot do this life without her.  My "better half" is many things, sweet, lovely, pleasant, balanced -- acting out the parts I am not.  She is beautiful, successful, sexy and thoughtful.  I miss her smile, her laugh, her gorgeous eyes and southern charm.  I miss my friend.  For almost two weeks now, I've been busy with work, volleyball, fishing, camping, hiking, AirSoft and housework.  Nothing I do takes my mind off of her.

There's an old Van Halen song with David Lee Roth about being a gigalo and he's singing about the single life and he bellows a line during a bridge, "sad and lonely, sad and lonely."  Before she left, we joked about this being my situation minutes after takeoff.  It's true.  She'll be home for two weeks before she's off to work in

L.A.

for the entire month of July.  I hope I my sanity holds out; if it doesn't I'll keep my pathetic post to myself.  But after all, loving one's wife is both biblical (see Col. 3:19) and manly.