We are in the midst of a countdown. The kids don't even know. I'm feeling like a short-timer. With the end in sight, I'm losing it. I'm trying to hold it all in. I have already before 9am yelled at my children. Although, how many times do I have to tell them to get ready for the day before they comply?
Ben will be home soon. I'm hoping before the end of next week but that's a really conservative estimate. He should be home sooner. Until then, I am trying to keep a level head. The weight of being a single parent with a spouse in a war zone though seems to have gotten heavier. After all, our friend, Dave, was two weeks out from returning home before he was killed.
And, the single parent thing. Need I say more? It's not even the physical caring of the children. That's hard too. It's the mental load of taking care of it all. It's been 8 months. I'm ready to be finished.
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