Well, hubby has only been gone for 5 days this time and I feel as if time is moving at the speed of molasses. This upcoming year is going to go by too sloooooow! Is this a test of my will? My strength? I honestly feel myself trying to be happy, but nothing is as good without him here.
These past few days, I get stressed for no reason, feel irritable, have insomnia again, do not feel like working out, don’t feel like talking to my friends about it, and keep thinking about how hard this tour to Iraq is going to be. It just plain stinks.
Last time he went to Iraq, it was trying. It was hard. But we were on the rocks. In a way, that made it easier because I was upset with him half the time he was gone. However, now we are closer than ever and starting to grow together as I have always hoped we would. This is GREAT….but…..it makes it that much harder to know I will now be apart from him for a year again.
Maybe I just sound weak, but I’m just feeling down. Perhaps tomorrow I will pack in more exercise and other activities to make the time pass faster. If this is a test of my strength, I’m failing miserably. Here’s hoping it gets easier.