that old feeling

Fall not only welcomes in the cool weather, the beautiful change of scenery, and new fashion selections...but it is also the start of my husband's travel season. As the fall/winter season approaches, so do two weeks of the month spending lots of quality time with me, myself, and I. My husband is given the opportunity to travel to the greatest cities in the country - from Chicago to Palm Dessert, CA to Las Vegas to Houston and so on. This travel time also gives him the fine opportunity to make great money, all the while advancing the career he loves. And I am great at playing the "supportive wife" role.

Don't get me wrong. I am extremely understanding of his time spent away from home. Afterall, this is what he loves to do and is extremely lucky to be given these opportunities. He is exceptionally talented and puts great pride in his work. For all these things, I love him dearly.

But I can't help but look a few years down the road. I foresee the day when we begin our family and am frightened at the thought of juggling our children, my career, all the while keeping our marriage in tact with him being 1,000 miles across country. We've had this discussion many times before and he has strongly declared that if his travel schedule doesn't mesh with our future plans, he would find work elsewhere. But it breaks my heart to think he would have to sacrifice the job he loves and my inner 'go-getter' voice is telling me "we can make this work."

Only time will tell. And, after all, absence makes the heart grow fonder, right?