We woke up at 2:20am (after only going to bed at midnight), left the apartment complex by about 3am because he had to be at the parade deck by 4am. I'm so thankful for my friend Stacy - she let us use her car, and went with us so that after the guys left I wouldn't have to drive home by myself.
She helped to keep me sane for the first hour and a half since I didn't even see Matthew during that time because they had to get weapons assigned and checked out to each and every Marine who was leaving that morning.
I know that this is our second deployment, and it should feel easier - but seeing as last time I wasn't there for when the busses actually left - nor was I pregnant last time (which means I'm more than emotional) - it really hasn't been easier, yet.
I tried so hard to remain in control while at the parade deck, I knew that he was more than stressed getting ready to leave, but also I knew that he was/is worried about me and our little man, Steven. Though I couldn't hold all my tears once we were given the "Family 10 minutes for goodbyes" warning...
Already I miss my husband, my babe, my lover, my best friend... Watching the busses pull away was probably one of the hardest things that I've ever done in my life - but hopefully in roughly a year I will see those busses coming towards me, and I'll be loving that moment as much as I hated Thursday morning.
I think I'm going to be ending this post here, my thoughts are kind of winding all over the place - and I need a little time to gather my thoughts... Maybe I'll get back on here later tonight, but I don't really know right now.
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