Time is moving so slowing. It feels like it's been at least a week, not just another day. I have got to find a hobby to fill my time.
I haven't cried since last night. That's progress, right? Usually, I'm not much of a crier but I seem to be a puddle of tears lately. It guess it's normal to be this sad. I actually feel better today than I did yesterday, but I still feel crappy. Stupid things keep going through my head, like what I'm going to tell the kids if something happens to their daddy.
I know that this has to get easier. Counting the days will probably make them go by more slowly, but I just can't help it. I don't know how other military wives do this and keep their sanity. I hate this.
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