He is gone...

Well he shipped out this morning. Surprisingly it wasn't as hard as it usually is. I had a few tears on the way home as I was explaining to Noah where Daddy was but none since. I don't know if it's the certainty of the future, or maybe I'm just used to it. Or maybe it's the fact that I have been up since 3 AM with a stomach bug and my mind is elsewhere today. All the time my friends tell me, they are so sick of people telling them, 'Oh well thats not that bad' or 'Well he will be home soon just hang in there'. I haven't had one of those encounters until yesterday. That old friend that appeared again, one thing we talked about was William shipping out. And she made the comment of, 'Oh well thats not that bad', referring to how long he will be gone. And no its not, it could be worse. But still, he is gone. If I need him here for any reason, medical, family emergency back home, he can't come back. And most of all, I only get e-mails, no phone calls. (we have covered that one)

So yeah it actually is that bad. And I know this friend couldn't go without her husband for a set amount of time. Anyways, we will move on, I know I can do this. The future looks bright and promising. Well, not today... I woke up with the stomach bug and yuck is all I have to say to that. I still drove him to the ship and dropped him off even though I felt like I was dying. Well, Lord I pray that you please keep my William safe and WELL... yes definatly well.... I love you huney buney!