Deployment

Don't know how many military couples are on here but here goes.....

DEPLOYMENTS SUCK

Between getting up and getting dressed you wake up and look over at an empty spot

Between getting dressed and getting coffee or getting kids up you can't tell him good morning.

Between getting coffee or the kids up and getting out the door you don't get that goob bye kiss

Between getting out the door and dropping kids off and getting to work there's no text saying have a great day beautiful

Between getting to work and actually being able to concentrate on your work there's these thoughts is he up yet, should I send him an email or a message on fb. Can he even get my meassages.

Between concentrating on work and lunch there's people checking on you and you thinking if you only knew how hard this really is

Between lunch and the thought of what to make for dinner with that chicken that you laid out the night before there's that thought I wonder if he's eating an mre today.

Between the thought of dinner and picking kids up there's the thought. Omg I miss him

Between picking the kids up and getting home there's that question. Are we gonna talk to daddy tonight?

Between getting home and making dinner and getting homework done there's that hope when the phone rings.

Between getting homework done and bath time there's laying out something for dinner the following night and realizing you're alone.

Between laying something out for the next night and a bedtime story that needs to be read. There's the watery eyes that you have to reassure that daddy will be coming home.

Between that bedtime story and you finally getting to be alone you realize yet again that you are alone and that's when you can finally break down. That's when noone else is around and those tears that you have been holding back start streaming down your face. That's when you realize you have to go thru months of this. You pray over and over bring him back in one piece. You sit holding that pt shirt in your hand up to your face. In that moment you realize you might have kissed him for the last time. You realize there's no way he's gonna come back the same man. You realize that no matter how hard this is on you that's it's just as hard on him.

Between all of this. A phone rings bringing you out of your lonely thoughts.

You answer and hear nothing.... then.... "baby it's me."

In that moment you know that no matter what this is where you belong, that no matter how hard it may seem that you got thru another day and you will get thru tomorrow and the tomorrow after that and the tomorrow after that.

Between hearing his voice and waking up the kids you find yourself sending up a prayer of thanks.

Between saying good night and preparing yourself for the next day there's that knowledge that you are a strong woman.