D-Day!

Sorry it's been so long since the last entry. Excuses include: broken computer, out of town, not in the mood, and busy (yeah I know, that one's kind of a stretch). But that only means I have a lot of catching up to do. So here we go.

Emotional Breakdown:
     The night before husband left we should have been spending quality time with each other, snuggling, kissing and all that mushy stuff. But instead we were both busy working in two separate rooms. He was in the study, scanning documents to bring with him. I was in the living room putting together a presentation for the next morning. My presentation was part of a training that I was trying to complete so I could do more volunteer work while he was gone. I had been waiting to do this training for six months. I was so excited that I was finally able to attend this session. After completing the first day, husband told me that he would be leaving on the last day of the session. If I didn't complete it then I would have to wait until January for the next session. After talking about it we both decided that I should complete the session afterword, I would still be able to see him off.
     Right before the last day of the session started I explained that my husband was deploying that day and I was wondering if I could leave a little early. They looked at me like I was a crazy person. They were like "What are you doing here! Get outta here! Go spend time with him and enjoy him!!!" Que: flood gates. The only thing I could get out of my mouth was "I haven't cried yet." They hugged me, helped me gather all of my stuff, put me in my car and asked if I was okay to drive. I cried the whole way home (probably 2 miles, but that's a long time for me) and was drying my tears when I walked in the house.
     I'm not sure what it was that sent me over the edge. It could have been that all of the sudden I had to face reality and think about the fact that he was actually leaving. But I'm pretty sure it was the reaction and understanding of the ladies that were running the training. I never expect people to make exceptions for me and I always feel uncomfortable asking, even in special situations. I was struck by their immediate understanding and how they were taken aback when I wasn't expecting them to give me special consideration.

Departure:
     The rest of the day was amazing. We spent the rest of the day together and though we were just running last minute errands I couldn't have been happier spending time with him. When I dropped him off at the bus, though we were sad to be saying goodbye we were still smiling at each other when they drove off. I had cried earlier that day so the last moments before he left weren't spent with his sobbing, blubbering, platypus resembling wife. I couldn't have asked for a better departure. :)