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1. the way he rubs my feet when we're home at night with out even thinking about it.
2. having a "side" of the bed
3. sex
4. the way I fit just under his chin
5. 7 am snuggles before he leaves for work
6. the ridicoulous ring tone attatched to his cell phone number
7. being dragged out to hang out with friends after a very long day at work
8. having a bubble bath, glass of wine, and dinner waiting when I get home
9. stubble scratches
I am so done with christmas! I've been doing Christmas since July. Half my damn year is wrapped up in this holiday.
This year I'm so torn. Christmas marks the end of stress, of tearing my self up over ten minute times, and what do I do if someone quits or gets sick, or just isn't good enough to keep the pace. But it also marks the less then a month mark for Skip's departure.
It scares me how much I don't want him to go. It scares me to picture a year without him, no columbus day
I'm scared to death of this upcoming deployment. He's headed to Africa, not the Middle East, but that doesn't change the perception of distance and danger from this end. As a friend of mine, whose husband just returned from Iraq said "A combat zone is a combat zone."
It still feels like he's headed to another world. I know for sure MY sailor, MY relationship will never be the same. The man who steps off the plane over a year from now will not be the same man I am preparing to kiss