We're now in the thick of it. Back to solo parenting. Clinging to the 20 minutes of phone call. Missing his smell and his arms, his presence and his guidance on those parts of our life together that he just does a little better or easier than I am able to.
Oh, and we moved last month. We got word that we might be staying at our current base for a while yet and decided to start house hunting. I was certain we wouldn't find anything suitable before he left. And I was wrong. *(Insert life chaos here.)*
And if you ever get the chance to move just before a deployment? Well... let's just say it's not something I would recommend if you could avoid it at all.
My head is still spinning. I am so tired. Frazzled. Shouldering the load of managing EVERYTHING in our already full lives, and by myself at that, is a heavy load to carry each day. But sometimes the only way to get through something is to just keep going through it, because stopping to pout just makes tomorrow's load feel heavier.
So we're eating this proverbial elephant one bite at a time.