Day 2

So I managed to get out of bed... I guess that's a start. I'm thankful that I'm still able to talk to you fairly regularly right now, but I know that all of that will literally change overnight.

So far, today has been easier than I planned. Maybe having to be sure the pups are taken care of helps, I don't know. I'm going to try to go to the gym today and pick up my work schedule, but I'm terrified that I'll miss a call. When I woke up this morning and I'd missed your texts, I felt like throwing up. :( That feeling was horrible, and I'm sure it will only get worse each time it happens... Just remember that if I don't answer, give it a minute and call me back. I promise I won't leave my phone on silent... I know I'm the worst about doing that. I actually pulled out the clip for my otterbox and I'm wearing my phone on my hip. I'm sure I look like a freak with my phone clipped to my sweatpants, but I'd bet Jo understands. ;)

No nightmares last night. I guess I was so tired that I just didn't dream at all. I hate that you didn't get much sleep on the plane, baby. Your sleep is much more important than mine. I can deal with whatever my brain throws at me, so I don't want you to worry about me. You just stay focused on your mission and keep your gun clean, and I'll handle everything on this side of the world.

Jo and Keith are pre-packing, well basically just moving things around. The movers come tomorrow. It's hard to watch knowing they'll be gone in under a week. Three more people to miss. I know you know that feeling all too well.

The pups say hi. They miss Daddy. Even Shelby tried to sleep in the middle of the bed last night to save your spot for you. They also say to be safe... Mommy is a lot to handle without you here to help. They're starting to realize that you're gone. Sadie whimpers at the door, and Shelby and Flint keep pacing. Kahne has been pretty mopey today...he's always the first to notice when something is off.

My Pillowcase came today. It's a day early....so I guess someone is watching over me. At least it was only one night without it. Maybe I'll sleep better tonight, but something tells me it's just wishful thinking. It's more likely that I won't have a good night's sleep until you're back in my arms. That's ok, though. I'll be all right.

My soup boiled over on the stove tonight. I immediately started bawling. How stupid, right? I'd managed to not cry (other than when I opened the pillowcase) all day, and here I am, standing in the kitchen sobbing at the stove because it's covered in soup! Ridiculous. I'm not the kind of girl that cries about soup. I mean, it's not like your favorite song came on the radio, or there was a Hallmark commercial on TV.... It's just soup. If I'm going to start crying about soup, this is going to be a looooong deployment. ;)

"Close your eyes and I'll kiss you,
Tomorrow I'll miss you,
Remember I'll always be true.
And while I'm away I'll write home everyday.
And I'll send all my lovin' to you."

Home to me is wherever you are. I love you so very much, Soldier. You have all of my heart with you. Goodnight, my love.