The Traveling Wife sits on the floor of an airport gate, waiting. Rewind 5 months: she was sleeping in her car in a truck stop. Fast-forward less than a month from today: she’ll be back in an airport, waiting to go somewhere else. Out of all the wives, she is probably the most elusive, but soon all of that will change…
*This was written on Wednesday, when I was indeed just sitting in an airport, waiting. I meant to post it then, but I had to get on a plane. Since then, I’ve mostly just been kind of lazy and very busy. Until now.
**Not sure where the whole “Traveling Wife” business came into play (‘cept that I’m one of the wives, and I am traveling), but I’m going with it. 😀