He's called 3 times so far, and it is so good to hear his voice. It's amazing he can be so far away and yet I can hear him so clearly. And to hear his laugh... that is like music.
My older kids have mentioned a few times that Daddy is going to die. That is sad to hear from your children's lips. I have talked it over with them, reassuring them as much as I can. They seem to understand a bit more that death isn't inevitable, but I'm sure we'll have to cover it again.
And we're going to have an adventure while he is away. He'll have his own adventure, and we'll have ours. Lots of field trips and exploring the area we live in. Starting some new traditions for us to help fill the lonely hours, which I hope will make some great memories.
All in all, I feel hopeful, even if a bit lonely for him. Oh, the things we will have to share with him! And then he won't have to worry about us back here. He can do his job, knowing we are ok.
