Today is the infamous "Last Day" before Richard heads out for a mission. He won't be gone long, but it's been a while since he's been gone as long as he will. AND this is it before the "big one" that is next. I woke up with a very tense neck and have been on the verge of tears all day. To all my military wives, I'm sure you know just what I'm feeling. I don't feel silly for dreading our separation. I'm not going to say that I shouldn't feel this way because others have husbands away for much longer. No, this is what I feel and it is what I should feel. A part of me is leaving. My girls will be without their Daddy, once again, and you can't get that back or downplay it by saying "well it could be worse." Richard is my husband, he is the Father of our daughters, he is my friend. It is going to be lonely without him. We are all going to miss Daddy coming home at the end of the day.
Pray for us.
It's not easy manning my post solo!
It's not easy being the sole "go to person" for five sweet girls.
And, honestly, I'm dreading it.
It's been so nice having him home for so long.
I thank God for it and pray that He will strengthen all seven of us in the days ahead.