Most days, I am ok with Craig being away. I am confident that I (and we) have what it takes to 'survive' this deployment and time of separation, and to use the time to develop a deeper understand of myself, our marriage, and most importantly, my reliance on God.
Some days though, when I'm tucking myself into bed or sitting down to dinner, it becomes glaringly obvious that he is not around. I am an independent person, but I've come to appreciate the company when I'm going through the daily routines of life.
Deployment is a tough thing.
But I'm tougher. I think.