My Baby Called!!

Ugh. I don't know what to do with myself sometimes. I am so in love with that man! It is hard to believe that we've been married for nearly 6 years and have two children. I love him so much that sometimes I find it hard to express it.

He got to call last night finally. It was sweet and shocking to hear his voice. Its like a melody that you never forget. Once you hear it, all the memories, feelings and thoughts come flooding back. I cried for most of the conversation and told him how much I loved him, how much I missed him and how proud I am of him.

I feel like all of this is surreal. It doesn't fully compute that he's been gone for so long. (and it hasn't really been that long) I feel like this is just the way things are, and I am used to parenting these kids by myself. Its going to be like heaven to be a family again. I hold on to the small things. I think about sleeping in his arms. I think about his smile and laugh, or the way he is with his sons.

I got two letters today. One, from Sunday, talked about how upset he was that he couldn't use the phone when they promised him that they could. That, in disguise, was a blessing, considering how sick Ryan was on Sunday. He would have either caught me right before I took Ryan to the hospital or while we were at the hospital, neither of which would have been good for him. He would have stewed over Ryan's condition until he heard from me about the outcome which he wouldn't have gotten until today or tomorrow. That makes 5 days of worrying which I am glad, his drill instructors helped inadvertantly protect him.