The day I've been dreading was today. Today my husband left for his deployment. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to go through. Just seeing him in uniform, knowing he was about to be separated from me and our children in an unfamiliar place. Knowing he wouldn't be with me every day to keep me company. Knowing he wouldn't be able to hold me, hug me, comfort me, kiss me, or anything. Knowing everything he would miss. Knowing where he was going. Knowing that I couldn't go there. Knowing I couldn't be there to keep him together. Knowing all of these things... was so very hard.
It was so hard to let go of him. When they stood there in lines, which felt like forever... just standing. I wanted to take him away with me. Just watching from afar. Not being able to hold his hand. I knew this day was coming, but that doesn't make it easier. I'm so very glad we have good friends here. I'm so grateful to them. Because of them we were able to share some last few moments together.
I'm going to have to make it through one day at a time.
This makes me so nervous. I think it would break my heart to see him go. I'm so glad my husband is going to be leaving at such an hour that the children & myself will be asleep. Although I'm sure it will be absolute Hell for him.
This makes me so nervous. I think it would break my heart to see him go. I'm so glad my husband is going to be leaving at such an hour that the children & myself will be asleep. Although I'm sure it will be absolute Hell for him.
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