3,000 miles away and still connected

OK. I have just finished writting my 3rd letter to my husband at it's only 2:00pm. I am saddened that I have only one way to communicate with the man I love but it will have to do for now I guess. I guess the one good thing about Texas prison is that I can email my husband every day and know that he will at least get mail every night from me so there is some small comfort in that. I hate that I can only share things with him through email like how our oldest did in her soccer game or that our youngest received an award at school. I send him pictures every week and I can only hope that they bring him some happiness. Before he was transferred to TDC and while in the county jail, he always used to tell me that I made him stronger and that even though he was in a shitty place one phone call from me could change that for him. So now I sit and wonder most days if the words I write are enough to keep him strong. He constantly writes how much he misses my voice but I wonder if he knows how much I miss his too.