Here at home we have made it through 3 days of the first week. I give myself the first week to be sad for as long as I want; working out a new schedule for each day of the week without dad. Then it's go time. Sunday night I was apologizing to the kids for crying and Alex said, "It's OK mom, you cried way more last time!"
Drop off time was 9:45 am at the squadron. Because of the number of guys leaving, all their bags, and the smallness of the squadron auditorium, our goodbye was more of a "kiss at the curb" event. We drove to the base, found our own private parking spot in the parking lot, kissed and hugged the kids then I walked Aaron to the door. It was quick and sad but there is a point where there can be too much goodbye time so it was nice to get on with it.
not too bad considering all the crying! |
the poster family for deployment |
Once there Aaron said they had a short briefing and then it was on the buses to head to the deployment center. They ended up flying out later that afternoon. I got an email Sunday morning saying that they had landed. Let the count-down begin.
Alex is always looking out for others feelings!
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