I have seen my husband one day out of the past fourteen and will not see him for another three.
Those statements do not go hand in hand very well.
Maybe it's because I grew up in a family of seven (plus whatever neighbors or cousins were hanging around). Maybe it's because I lived in dorms and then with roommates. Maybe it's because I got married before I even finished college. But y'all...I stink at being alone. I was never the type of girl who "needed a man in her life", as evidenced by the fact that I dated, so to speak, only one guy before I met Trent. But now that I have a man in my life...I need that man in my life. Oh do I ever.