It finally hit me today. What I've realized is just how much this deployment sucks. Today a friend's husband came home from deployment. It made me sad at first and then excited and then it hit me. Her husband left after mine did and he's home already.
It's a harsh realization that although we are past half way, we still have just under a normal deployment left.
It hurts. I've stayed really positive this whole deployment and I don't want to let that slide. But this new found thought has really spun me around.
My heart hurts. All I can think about is how much I miss him and how much my soul aches to be near him again. I've had countless people tell me just because you're in love doesn't mean you need to be around that person all the time. They obviously have never been separated for so long.
I told him today that my heart hurts so much that I wish I could take it out and put it in a box for when he returns, just so I didn't have to feel the pain. That's true, but what's also true is that in between the pain is the love.
The pain wouldn't hurt as bad without the love but the love wouldn't be so amazing if it wasn't for the pain. Irony is a cruel concept.
So here's to another half a year without him physically by my side. Nothing can stop what we've got. Not distance, pain, or shear torture that is this deployment.