Getting Ready To...3 ... 2...1...Do You Really Have To Go?

"Do you really have to go?" The day my husband left for boot camp was a really rough day for us. My husband was leaving for two months and I knew that things were about to be really different around the house without him here. That meant that I would have to grow up. Yikes! The concept still scares me but hey im doin' alright. The day I told him goodbye was the hardest thing ever. I felt like my heart was being yanked out of my chest. Thankfully my dad and grandpa were there or otherwise I would have been a complete wreck and thats not how I wanted him to remember me. So I was able to hold it together until I got in the truck and was driving home. After crying on the way home I was ok until I got home and came into our room. Then I sat down and started crying again. For the first week I was pretty much a mess whenever I thought about him being away from me and about how much I was going to miss him. No for the most part I dont cry as much as I did the first couple of weeks but it's still really hard to be here without him. Waiting for his letters and phone calls makes it a little more bearable but it's still difficult sometimes. Im just glad that the wait is almost over though and that I get to see him again really soon. I remember asking him if he really had to go. I remember him telling me that if there was another way for us to live then he wouldnt go. But sometimes the easiest way is hard at first.