So, the hardest part of the journey has begun. I drove him to the airport yesterday. Now begins our 65 days without daddy. The kids and I made a paper chain to mark the 65 days. Each evening before bed we will get to rip one more link off of the chain. I also had him do a recordable story book, and the kids LOVED that. So, now we wait.
My to-do list is immense but thankfully I have an incredible support network here to help. My wonderful in-laws had us over for dinner last night, mom drives in for the weekend, and I’m grabbing lunch with friends. I couldn’t do this without them. I am terrible about asking for help or accepting it freely but that is something that is changing by sheer necessity. I think that is a good thing. At the end of all of this, if I end up a little less type A and a little more willing to lean on the support of others it would be a good thing. My mom sweetly reminded me that I don’t need to be Atlas on this journey. I have an army of folks to help carry the world with me and for that I am deeply grateful.
Now off for some retail therapy!