15 months is an awfully long time. Our 15 months started yesterday. Mike is, well I'm not really sure. He could be in Kuwait, he could be travelling still. I heard from him yesterday evening while he was awaiting his overseas flight. He sounded okay, but already wondering if he had spent enough time with us, if we'd done all we could as a family to make the best of our time together. I know once he gets settled in and starts working, time will fly by. He won't have so much time to just sit and miss us, home, his family; he'll be too busy dodging gunfire and IED's.
The girls and I are doing okay. Obviously Elly doesn't seem to be acting any differently and Ivie has voiced her sadness about missing daddy and asks about him through the day. As for me, well some moments are good, others are real, real bad. I haven't yet found a middle ground. I know soon enough we'll settle in to our new routine and things will be easier. Until then, I'm just going to do the best I can to get through the day and try not to focus on the whole deployment, but just one day at a time.
I'll be trying to keep busy these next couple of weeks with doctor appointments, Christmas shopping, cleaning and spending time with my friends and the girls. Soon enough I'll be headed back to MI for some time with family, I'm really looking forward to that.
I appreciate your thoughts and prayers and I'll continue to be in touch.
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