I thought the worst part about Devin being gone was that I would have to do everything around the house...Garbage--yuck, putting both kids to bed--tiring, cooking--frustrating...I didn't really think about the friendship that I was going to miss. Devin knows me and loves me. He understands me and helps me. He talks to me and listens to me. He hugs me and holds me when I need it. I even miss him always trying to grab my butt.
He's been gone a week now and last night before I went to bed I was thinking about how much I miss him. He called a few minutes after I fell asleep and I just remember going on and on about how I missed him and I didn't want to hang up the phone. I probably sounded like a crazy person!
The only pro...Less cooking=less dishes:) ha
I don't think families are supposed to be apart. My heart goes out to all those women who have to do it without their husbands.