The Moon…

We’ve made it a little over seven months.  Some days have been struggles, but we’ve managed.  If you’ve followed from the beginning, you know that my oldest son went through a tough time before and when daddy left.  Now, it is my youngest.  I knew this day would come, yet I was not prepared.

We’ve been able to Skype my husband about once a week since he left in December, 2011.  I’ve been spoiled, I know!  Last night was our last time to Skype for a few months because he will be out to sea.  I was getting sad while talking with him, but held it together as best I could.  I never want to bring down his morale.

My boys seemed fine while chatting with daddy.  When I was done, I turned off the computer and starting getting ready for bed.  I asked my youngest to get my phone charger out of my office.  He returned sobbing.  The screen that once held daddy was lifeless.  It finally hit him.  He sobbed for about two hours.  I deal with my own pain… dealing with my child’s pain is excruciating.

I was reminded by a friend that joy comes in the morning.  It did.  He woke in a playful mood and wanted to visit the park where daddy always took him.  I obliged.  I woke to this picture from my husband.  I find comfort in knowing that half way around the world, we still share the same moon.  We are apart, but we remain together.  Our marriage has taken some hits, but our love remains, like the moon.  It is there in quiet peace every night.

“God made two great lights – the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night. He also made the stars.” Genesis 1:16

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