Feedom comes at a price and some pay more than others. I proudly support my husband in his decisions to help protect our way of life even though it means long lonely nights of worry and heartbreak.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

They come and go but they are all the same.

I haven't allowed myself to cry, and when I mean cry, I mean really cry. I cried the day he left and that was about it. Well that was it until the other night when I was watching Marley and Me. I don't know what it was, I have never cried at the end of that movie no matter how many times I have seen it, but the other night was different. I started balling like a baby as he was sitting in the vets office talking to him before the vet put him to sleep. Next thing I knew I had tears streaming down my face and all I could think about was how much I missed my husband, only took about 2 weeks for me to have an emotional meltdown and thank God I was at home in bed and the kids were sleeping when I did.
I think the hardest part of all of this has been the lack of communication. Yea last deployment we were about 2 months at a time for the first 6 months between 2 minute phone calls but at least I was able to hear his voice the day he left when he called me from New York, he called me from Ireland, and then again 2 times from Kuwait. Having heard his voice and knowing that he was safe was the only thing that mattered, that first initial contact. The few Facebook messages that we have sent back and forth have helped but not as much as hearing his voice will. After I have at least one phone call and hear him and know that he is alright, I can relax and then the time between phone calls won't seem so bad.
The kids miss him like crazy too. K is having the most trouble. Waking up crying at night wanting to talk to Daddy, wanting to sleep with me, something he hasn't wanted to do since he was about 9 months old and ALWAYS asking to call Daddy. A is alright for the most part, she has her moments where all she does for hours is talk about how much she misses Daddy. And little man G, well.... he knows something is different, he knows daddy isn't around but he's still to young to know whats going on. These kids keep me going and keep me busy, its just the night time that is so lonely, but then again, isn't that how it works? Your mind isn't busy focusing on anything else other than how much you miss him?

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