I haven't really mentioned it yet around here...but, for the past 6 days I have been without my wife. She is helping lead a mission trip to Jamaica with the Youth Group from our church. Now, this is the first time that we have been apart for more than a few days.

I'm alive...and from what little I know about the trip, so is she. But, I have realized that being a bachelor is over-rated. Our house is a wreck (cause Sara would often pick up little things after me). I haven't been eating well (partly cause I'm lazy and partly because Sara would force me). I've been working crazy-long hours (cause sitting and watching TV every night is boring). I'm going insane (cause I have no one to talk to except a dog).

I've sometimes wondered what life would be like had I not met Sara. What would I be doing? Where would I be? But, being a married bachelor is boring.

Although, our small bed does seem larger without another person in it...