We're getting close.
DH leaves this week. The date has moved twice and is rumored to move some more so we're not sure when, but it's soon.
I've been dealing okay for the most part. I think I've really been in denial, which is new for me. I'm usually a wallower pre-deployment - not fun to admit, but it's true. The situation has been pretty well ignored until this week, which was nice for both of us. Last night it all finally hit me though. I wound up taking a shower at 10pm and just sitting there under the spray sobbing so that he didn't hear me. I feel better this morning, but my denial has officially taken a hike.
I hope it comes back to visit for a bit after he leaves, I kind of liked denial. ![]()
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Wishing you all the denial you can muster up until D-Day arrives.
