There we were at the airport… looking like dorks. We were trying to take a picture of ourselves before he left. We were joking and laughing and couldn’t get a good shot. It didn’t help that it was 5AM and we were on day 2 of our early morning airport arrival. There was a guy sitting directly in front of us. I think he thought we were crazy. I laughed to myself thinking that I would never see that guy again, but my husband would probably end up sitting next to him on the plane.
It’s been almost two weeks since he left. It feels like more. I can’t speak for him, but I did much better on this good-bye. I was devastated a year ago. I had such a fear of the unknown. Two years is a long time. I didn’t know how we would do it… if our marriage could withstand it… if I could manage that long with no help. I don’t know if this will make sense, but this time I was just able to focus on the good-bye. I didn’t have all of the fear. I am sad because he is gone, but now I know that we can do it… I know that our marriage can withstand it… and I know that I can manage.
No day is easy. In fact, they are all quite difficult, but we make it. I discovered a peace the day he left. A confidence that we can get through this. It may not be pretty, but there is an end in sight. And, ultimately this is only temporary.
God has sustained us this past year. He has surrounded us with people who lift us up when we need it most. The people who God put in our lives bless us every day. I pray that I live my life to bless others in return.
“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” John 14:27