Goodbye's are hard, I think they're harder when you have to do them so often. Ramon left again today back to work in New Orleans. It doesn't look as though he'll be back home for Fall, which I am bracing myself for. With Alec starting his first year in High School and football too, he will definitely be missed by us all. As I was reading my previous entry, it reminded me of how things can change. I've always felt blessed by family, home, friends, the comfort of being able to be there for my kids.
I remember at times driving in the car and being so utterly happy on the inside I thought I could burst. I never took our life for granted, I thought if I did it would all go, but I didn't and it's not the same, it's changed. We live pretty modestly but blessed as well. Each day I pray for my husband that he returns home safely, I pray that our marriage only grows stronger and this distance doesn't come between us. I pray for my boys that they don't feel the loss, (like I do). I am grateful in this economy he has a job and I have mine. I'm grateful for family that surrounds me when I need them most.
