Well it's been almost 24 hours since Tom left, and as usual I'm just fine. Leading up to the departure is always the hardest. I call myself "Tom's wife" at that point. I'm broken, anxious, way too emotional and irrational. I even spent half the morning in the bathroom with an upset stomach...my body physically reacts to him leaving. It's ridiculous! The minute he walks out that door though I become "SSG Gruenberg's wife"; kick butt, take no prisoners, can do anything on my own, and make it thru anything. I always know I'm gonna be this way, and I'm going to be alright when he leaves, but for some reason I can't see that when he's preparing to leave for an extended time. I always think "I can't do this again, or anymore". Why can't I have faith in myself. I need to work on this.
Em is doing ok so far too. She asked for daddy one time today, and when I said he's at work, she went on her merry way. She was way excited to talk to him on the phone though. They are kinda buddies.
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