With a phone call that was so brief that I barely got I love you out before he could hang up. I know he is safe, arrived at his base, and he will call when he can. He is a solider in training and our days as a military family have begun.
I am going to try and write everyday. I will make it part of my evening routine. I can’t remember the last time I wrote letters. Maybe high school passing notes? Does that even count? Tonight it was hard, I didn’t want to let him know his call upset me. So I rambled on about our day talk about the most mundane details. When in reality I just wanted to talk about how sad I was.
I need to remember that this is just as hard for him as it is for us. It probably is harder.
We will come through this.