Driving to the airport, trying to talk lightheartedly while skirting traffic, in a rush because we were running really late. Rain and mist and gray skies making visibility lower than my mood. Getting there, late, rushed, a few heartfelt kisses, tears and "I love you's", and he walks away.
I get back in the car and the empty space beside me feels enormous. The empty space in my life for the next six months even bigger.
I have never felt an empty passenger seat so acutely.
I spent the rest of the day in bed. One day to mope and feel miserable, before picking myself up and returning to life. Groceries need buying, homework needs doing, life has to go on.
But today I am just sad. And thats ok.
My chronicles of his deployment...
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