day 1...part 2

today wasn't that bad...I guess. Serioulsy though, I freaking hate the airport! Whenever I'm in it my stomach is in knots. I am so tired that I don't have the energy to cry. I realized earlier that D and I have been married exactly 2 years and 8 days today...and in 4 months when we've been married exactly 3 years...I'll be sitting here typing lol. D called just a bit ago and said it was his last phone call for 1, 2, 3, 4, -12+ days...yay!..not..things are just stupid. Then he called again, I was hoping for the "just kidding, we're coming home" (I heard him say it, it was just in my head) It's so hard not to cry when I talk to him but I've learned since this is our 4th or 5th major seperation in 2.8 years, that if you hold the tears in long enough they never fall