a new appreciation

I have a new appreciation today for military families.  I have never been able to understand how they can just accept the days and months of separation with such apparent ease and resolve.  I have always admired this in them, and must admit I have been thankful that this is something that I have never had to do.

Well, today I have a new appreciation of just how hard it really is.  I know that what I am experiencing doesn’t really compare to the experience of a military family, but it’s the miles.

The thousands and thousands of miles of separation are probably what makes this whole thing the most difficult.

My husband, my best friend, left early this morning on a trip that will take him to Djibouti, North Africa.

It’s a business trip, and he will be back, soon (thankfully), but the miles of separation appear to make this trip just a little more daunting!

That and the fact that we are rarely away from each other.

We spend pretty much every day together, twenty-four seven!  We’ve been together for over thirty-two years, and we would rather be with each other than just about anyone else in this world.

He is the love of my life, and I can’t wait until the miles are no longer an obstacle, but rather an advantage.  I can’t wait to hold him in my arms and feel his scruffy cheek next to mine.  I can’t wait to walk hand-in-hand, and see his smile once again.

Until then, I’m counting the days, hours and minutes!