The last four to six days have been nothing but nerves and worry.
I've been noticing FB posts and Blog posts of wives stating (teary eyed) that their husbands left that morning. I know some, not all of them, and understand their worry and fears as they post them. Imagine hugging the person you chose to spend the rest of your life with, then letting go.... not KNOWING they will return safely or in the same sate you last saw them.
I'm a morning person, but these last few weeks I dread them. It feels like I'm on death row, and my day is coming up. (no, never been to prison) I try not to think about it, but its hard. Every kiss feels so desperate from both sides. Every hug seems a few seconds longer. Every Picture we feel the need to smile even harder...
So, in a few days I'll be on here pouring my heart and soul into this blog on how it felt to hug, kiss, and say I love you to someone I won't physically be holding, kissing, and loving on for the next 9 months.
Pray for us, cause it will be a hard week.
"together forever and never apart,
ReplyDeletemaybe in distance, but never in heart."
^^^remember that. all will be well....you know i'm praying for his safety and for your peace. love you very, very much.