Have I mentioned that he is gone, left for training on Monday, and will not be back for another 23 days yet? Maybe not...but surely I've mentioned that I love him madly and miss him like crazy when he is gone, right?! These days are dragging by and, honestly, it is all I can do to not start thinking about the next deployment.
Ok, I'm thinking about it. When he gets back, we'll only have about 4 months before he leaves again for a year. Don't get me wrong. I am grateful for those four months....I will cherish those four months, as I cherish the fact that at even though he is gone at the moment, he is not in harm's way, he is actually learning things that will keep him safe during his next trip to the Middle East.
Still, in a completely non-melodramatic way, I really miss him. We do practically everything together anytime we get the chance, and the kids are crazy about him and get thrown WAY off kilter when he goes away (ahem, Gabe, ahem). He leaves a very definite Tyrone sized hole when he goes away. I would welcome prayers for us as we contemplate this next deployment....I am praying often, because when I don't, I start to get that panicky feeling in my chest and that pukey feeling in the pit of my stomach.
But, anyway, the main point is I love him, and he's gone, so I miss him <3 :)
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