Every time Adam leaves, no matter if its on-base or off base training, it takes me right around a week to get out of my slump. Unconsciously I lock myself away in the house and stay in my pjs when possible. The laundry and dishes pile up, dinner is usually a quick fix, of pasta or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
I guess I just get use to having him home. It’s nice being able to leave the house and go to the gym by myself or have an adult conversation.
I guess a week is the time it takes me to get back into the “single” parent routine. You would think that since Adam has been in the marine corps for the past 5 years, I would be use to not seeing him much. Which I am, for the most part. However, I guess it just hits me hard now because we have 2 kids, and this is it, he is about to leave for his first deployment. Training is one thing, because you have a set day that he is coming home. Which in the past has only ever been 4 months in- between the times we haven’t seen each other , so this go around is going to be twice as long and little or no communication.
What I think I hate most is not hearing from him for days, sometimes weeks. It’s that closeness we have, the random things I think about, or funny things Alexis does that I just want to share with him. Yeah usually I get an email, but even that isn’t the same as actually hearing his voice.
It breaks my heart having a smart pre-schooler. when Adam started these work ups, Alexis was taking it hard. She was use to having him home at night and she would ask why daddy wasn’t home yet, or why he missed dinner, or why he wasn’t praying with us. It got to the point where I would leave the hall light on (because Adams enlisted boot camp picture is in the hall), she would tell me she just wants to look at her handsome daddy!
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