All his bags were packed; he was ready to go. He stood right there, beside my door; afraid to wake me up to say goodbye. So he kissed me and and I smiled at him, and I told him that I’d wate for him. We held each other like we’d never let go. ‘Cause he was leaving on a jet plane, not sure when he’ll be back again; oh baby, I hate to let you go.
For once, I’m at a loss for words. He may not be leaving for long, but it will be long enough.
"Marriage is not a noun; it’s a verb. It isn’t something you get. It’s something you do. It’s the way you love your partner every day.”
― Barbara De Angelis"
For the past five years I’ve had a Quoatable calendar and this is March’s quote. At the moment I relate to this phrase: “If you want to cry, bawl.”
My husband is deploying very soon and the thought of not seeing or talking to him every day brings me to tears.
This absolutly broke my heart and it’s been all I can think about. Read Rachael’s story and if you ever come across a military wife whose husband is deployed, give her a hug.
I’m just trying to figure this thing out…