It happened. He had to go. I wont be able to kiss him, hold him, touch him for many many months to come. Michael is every ray of sunshine in my life, he is every support in my life, he is my everything. But something extremely important called him away from me. War.
I am not bitter or angry that he had to go. No, I am proud of this man that I am so lucky to share my life with and call my husband. He is an amazing man and pilot and I would trust my life in his hands at any moment. He is intelligent, loving, charismatic, and genuine. I am going to miss him deeply over the next few months.
I want to say more but my head hurts from all the tears I cried when we said our goodbyes tonight. I will blog more tomorrow. Thank you to everyone for all the love and prayers you have sent me and Mike.
2 comments:
I can only imagine.
You are equally as brave as your husband Candice. You can do this just as well as he can and in 12 months you'll be holding each other again.....TIGHTLY!! We look forward to Auntie Candy coming to visit. :)
I love you. More than words can say.
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