As angry as I may be that you left so suddenly, I would gladly welcome you home with no reproach. PLEASE come home. You will find new stacks of fabric and old projects waiting on your return. I will also download some new tunes and even clean my sewing room as enticements for you. Just, please, come home.
Maybe this is where you are...I wish I could be there too.
I miss you.
Waiting on you is lonely...
P.S. Does this ever happen to anyone else? I'd blame a busy life, but that doesn't seem to be changing any time soon, so, I don't think I can use that excuse any more! ;)