And then he was gone.

A few weeks ago my husband was called away to serve our country. He has traveled almost half way around the world, and while we are super proud of him for his commitment to our country and being awesome at his job, we are all missing him pretty hardcore. I wasn't sure if I wanted to post anything about it, but I know that blogging through his absence will help me work through the many emotions that seem to be constantly hitting me in the face. We had a very short notice before this deployment and it's our first. I'm going to be pretty vague about the details, but he's in a hot location and it's for more than a few months but less than a year. Because of his job, he deployed solo and there were no going away ceremonies or FRG parties, just us dropping him off at the airport in his civilian attire.

Here are a few photos I grabbed on our last night together, and at the airport.

Before I know it we will be reunited, and our family will be whole again. Until then, I am thankful for technology and friends (like one special gal who just sent me money and insisted I take the kids out for dinner- it was SO NICE and unexpected). 

Please do a happy dance for me, and I will survive this latest struggle put before us <3