Picking myself back up again

Enough feeling sorry for myself, life goes on right? It has been 5 days since you left again...seems like a few months. At least we are on the home stretch. Another 6 months or so and this will all be over. The boys are doing ok...better than me anyway! Not much else to say except be safe and I will be OK.

Your gone again

The last two weeks were wonderful. I was hoping it would be easier this time but unfortunately, it was harder. It was so reassuring that from the moment I saw you, it was like you never left. People always comment on how different things are when soldiers come home. I didn't feel that way and I don't think you did either. I have a constant lump in my throat and feel like I am fighting off tears at every moment. Hopefully that will fade and the boys and I will get back to our routine. I know it was really hard on you this time as well...I ask myself, Was it worth it? I can honestly say I don't know...I loved every minute of everyday the last 2 weeks but this sucks. At least I hadn't let my guard down when you were away. I now have to build that back up again. Family and friends are wonderful but I don't want to talk to them. All I want is you.