8 Months

Its been 8 months since we hugged and said goodbye to my sweet man, as he left for Tennessee.  In that 8 months, he has switched companies, moved to Chicago, been promoted to production manager, again promoted to sales manager, and visited us 4 times.  In the past 8 months, we have started kindergarten and 5th grade respectively, celebrated 7 years of marriage, had a 1st camp-out, lost teeth, made ER visits.  Life still goes on, its a new life, a different life, one where you cram all the snuggling, hugs, kisses, playing, and talking you can into the few short days that we have him here with us.  The drive to pick up daddy from the airport is exciting and fun, the drive back to the airport is gut wrenching.  The goodbyes never get easier.  That being said, I am abundantly proud of my husband.  It is not easy working hundreds of miles away from your wife and kids, but he does it every day, without complaining.  He is sacrificing so much to provide a better life for us, and for that, I am very thankful.  I miss him, so much, every day, but I am trusting God that this will end soon, and we will all be together, and that He will reveal His glory through these sacrifices.  Until then, we will continue to cram lots of kisses, hugs, and snuggles into a few days a month.