I have no idea where the time went this year but it has been racing. We are well into the 8th month of deployment and I will soon go to the event and hold up a "WE made it 9 months" sign. Of course it would have been even better if there were only 3 more month in a YEAR, but our YEAR was extended.
SO, we have 4.5 months to go on this long separation from Roberto. It was so much fun to have him around, playing with the girls, taking Cannon to swim lessons while I sit at Physical Therapy with Thorin. It was great that he took each girl out to dinner at a place of their chosing and had nice conversations with them about who they are and what they are doing with the gifts that God has given them.
Not only is he an amazing man, he is an even better dad. That was one of the things that made me love him the most. We agreed on almost everything about what our kids would be expected to do. No mooching handouts here. We support and encourage but REFUSE to make excuses or do the work for them.
This has been an amazing gift in the years of deployments. Our girls don't have a mom who whines about their dad being deployed. Just because you have hardship doesn't mean you are UNable to complete work or function. Just because your husband's gone doesn't mean you can't discipline!
We sent Robert off to finish his tour, we shed our tears and then we pulled our bootstraps up and went to the movies! No more tears and no more sadness. We were happy to hear his voice from Dallas this morning and know the time is ticking and he will be home for good next time we hug.