Alaska: Day 1

My hubby has left for Alaska today. He will be gone for 11 days.

We (my spouse and I) are different than the world. Women in the masses say, "Oh, how nice, to have my husband not be in the way for that many days!" I say the opposite, "Oh, how hard, to be away from my soul-mate and my dearest confidant."

We awoke at 4am this morning, and then woke the children. He prayed with us. I let the tears fall.

I know it's not a big deal. So what, 11 days.

But......it's like being half here.

This day went so well. He kept on calling me on the cell phone. He called from Omaha to tell me that he was there. Then he called from Texas a few times. He sent a few picture messages via his cell, what a thrill! But now, to be separated from him while he is flying for over eight hours is just excrutiating. Eight hours in a plane, something that these midwesterners are very unfamiliar with. How in the world does it stay up there that long?

And then there's the "what if's". I don't like those one bit. I want him back already, and it's only been a little tiny while.

I want to be able to call him. I want to be able for him to call me.

He said that he won't reach Alaska until close to midnight my time. Ugh.

Please hang with me while I go through this little teeny tiny drama in my life. It's a good drama, but just sometimes it can be melodramatic with me at the driver's wheel.

Day 1 almost done, next is Day 2.

~B