Twelve

That is how long our phone conversation was today.  Twelve minutes that we shared today quietly talking about Lily throwing up and Johnny not taking a nap.  I got married to share my life with my husband, not twelve minutes.  Today I am praying for perspective, I know we are lucky.  Lucky to have found each other and fallen in love, lucky that he has come home from two deployments and each day he is safe is a gift, lucky that we have any time to talk and lucky that we know when he is coming home.  We are lucky, and blessed and life is good, but my heart breaks every time I hit the red button to end the connection and prepare to live separate lives again.