Day 1-3

Week Negative 2-

Well lets start with preparation for day one.  The week before, no two weeks before day one I was a ship wreck my self.  I had moments of complete sadness and despair smacked in the middle of moments of shear joy and happiness to be spending time with my husband. I was so saddened about him leaving for 6 months and me being alone for that long that I would get very down, distracted at work.  Trying to balance my emotions was a really big problem, because I was trying to hide the fact that I was so depressed so as to spend the last moments with my husband as the perfect happy wife that he needs to remember, that i want him to remember.

Day Negative 1-

So the night before day one, I take him to the ship at 10pm for his 1am watch.  This is the last time for 6 months that I will smell him, see him, touch him, hug him, kiss him, feel him, speak to him.  This is the last hug I myself will receive for a while as well since I have no family here.  This night was a real tear fest and it broke my heart. I cried just looking at the guard at the gate thinking about how many sad faces he will see that night, I cried looking at the guy who checked our id's thinking he will go home tonight after his watch and sleep next to his wife. I cried driving away, I cried when I got home.  I cried....

Day 1-

My friend from work whom my husband and I introduced to one of his fellow sailors met up and we went to the deployment ceremony together.  Expecting a large crowd we arrived early to an empty parking lot.  Where were all the families of the men and women who were leaving for six months?  We watched as the sailors manned the rails and lined up on the flight deck as the massive ship pulled out.  

My husband called me as the hunk of iron left.  He had just got off duty and was waving at me through a crack in the hanger bay door.  I chatted with him as if i would see him for dinner and I waved to him through the small crack far away just the slight hint of skin tone and movement.

And away it went, my world on a floating city full of people I dont know, going to the Persian Gulf to do What?

Day 2-

Day two was a day of slight depression so I stayed in bed and watched movies and kept my mind in a constant comatose so I didnt have to think about him being gone. No crying though today, I have toughened up and made my mind think how tough I am and how proud I am of my husband and how he is serving our country. 

Day 3-

I had a bad day at work.  Everyday someone new will ask me when my husband is going out to sea and I will say he left Saturday and it is like a cigarette burn; it hurts but your an adult so you can take it.  My husband and I continue emailing everyday.  I have a folder set aside where I save all of our emails and thankfully Yahoo does not have a limit on how big your mailbox can get.