A couple weeks ago, Keith had to go to a work training in California. We knew it was going to happen, but originally it was supposed to be in January. In mid-November, his boss asked him if he could swing it to go in the first week of December. While I wasn't looking forward to him going at all, I knew I would be delaying the inevitable if we waited until January. The days leading up to the departure passed with the knowledge that he'd be gone for almost an entire week--from a Sunday evening to a Friday evening. Eek!
After dropping him off at the airport (I was proud of myself that I didn't cry!), we headed home and started our week. Monday was extremely tiring and I remember feeling like "How am I going to get through this?!" "How do military wives do it?!" With some good perspective switches and lots of prayer/grace from the Lord, we got through that day and continued through the week.
The rest of the week is honestly sort of a blur, but I know that the days were long & it was hard not to have any sort of relief from my sweet husband each evening. Even if Keith is helping with youth group after work or something, I still know he'll eventually be home to be a listening ear, to offer a hug, and to generally keep me company! When he's gone overnight, there is new meaning to the phrase that being a parent is a 24-7 job!
I did have help, though, and I was so thankful for that! I know what I need when it comes to Keith being gone overnight, and that involves sleepovers and reinforcements. Monday & Tuesday night, our friend Hannah stayed overnight, and Wed-Fri the girls and I bunked at my mom & dad's. My mom and I always enjoy this type of opportunity, and we've agreed that we could totally get on board with a multi-generational household. (Keith may have something to say about that, but my mom & I are all ready!) ;)
By the time Keith got home on Friday night, I was definitely counting down the hours & minutes. Hannah was so excited that she threw up...(well, she was car sick, but I like to think it was excitement. Fortunately, I managed to get at least her head out of the car, so there wasn't a huge nasty mess waiting for Keith.) :)
Anyway, I was reminded again what a supportive, involved, loving, and patient father & husband Keith is, and what an impact he makes on our daily lives. I love my husband! :)
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