Today was a hard day. Tonight was a hard night. I miss my husband. Sofia misses her daddy.
I know that this time of Chris being gone is nearing to an end and that we are so fortunate for the many blessings that have come along with this promotion, but the end of this project just seems so far away. I have tried so hard to look at the postive side of things during these past two months. Tonight I just couldn't muster up the positivity. Sofia wouldn't fall asleep and after an hour of tossing and turning, getting up and getting down, and "Momma?" I finally got up and left the room. She cried, no screamed for 15 minutes. I opened her door. Sofia flew past me and ran straight to our bed pointing to where Chris usually sleeps and saying "Daaaaaaa-deeeeeee" over and over again in her tired cry. I picked her up, held her on our bed and cried too.