My oilfield man...Time stops

I have decided to vent via writing, because as my best friend of 7 years, you know that is how I get over things best. You and I have just had a bit of a disagreement. I have made you feel like I do not care to talk to you. When you called I was doing one of the things I do far too often, lounge in my bathtub. I was a bit disconnected and our conversation wasn't really flowing. In my defense I would like to explain:

Baby, Time Stops...

As soon as you pack your bag the night before you have to catch the early flight,

When you wake me at 4 am to kiss me goodbye for two weeks.

When your boots hit the ground on the north slope,

it means I will not have you at my disposal when I need a listening ear.

Whether it's to tell you that, "I love you" or what I think about the sunset.

Our life is beautiful...

you have showered me with more wonderful things than I know what to do with.

You're the hardest working man I've ever known and no matter how big a task, 

if you put your mind to it, you my love, make it happen. 

You provide for us well beyond what many people could dream.

But baby, did you know that time stops?

When you're not around our house is quiet and empty.

Your tv shows, your laugh, yourself, is missing.

I spend way too much time thinking about what I could be telling you.

The first few days are fine but after too many... my heart aches.

You once said you were told that, "No matter how many years pass, it never gets easier."

Little did I know that statement would be 100% right. 

I didn't take into account that every day I would love you more.

Life really does come to a halt when you're not around.

We spend our whole lives looking for the perfect companion and baby I found mine.

But holidays aren't holidays without you, going to the movie theater isn't fun without you,

cuddling up on a cold winters night to drink hot chocolate isn't comforting without you.

You my dear have become a piece of me and without you near I am not complete.

Please excuse me when I seem distant... It is my way of staying strong. Because when I get too involved when you're gone, it just makes it worse (you know me, I'm emotional). You've told me this same thing for years and it used to make me angry. I couldn't understand how you could just shut off because you were gone. I get it now. You must suck it up to keep yourself from going crazy. 

I look forward to whatever phone calls I can get, what ever text messages you send. I am always on standby when it comes to you. I only get you for half the time, I want to be selfish. You're caring, loving, driven, bold, fearless, you're my amazing! But that's why time stops, when you're gone.

-NorthSlopeWife