Simplicity is Beauty | Perfectly Imperfect

Last February 28th was one of the saddest days of my entire life. At 3am in the morning, me and my in-laws accompanied my husband to the airport. His flight was at 6:30am in the morning going to another country. He's going to work abroad for 6 months and I'm not going to see him until then. It could be longer than 6 months if he decides to work for another month or so if the company approves so that he could be home with us in time for Christmas. I was so sad, about to cry, but hid my feelings. I know his parents felt the same way. He too felt the same way but he didn't show. He just gave me a cute smile before he walked through that airport door...

That morning was so cold and then the rain started to fall as we were going home after dropping him to the airport. Everyone was so quiet inside the van. When we got home, we got ready to sleep again but now I was all alone in this dark room. I was staring at the wall, lying in bed, thoughts running through my head, having mixed emotions. Then it hit me, everything just sinked in, tears fell from my eyes, my husband isn't by my side. I silently cried that night, was about to make a noise, but then somehow still composed myself to stop crying and thought positively. First, I didn't want to wake up my in-laws because of my crying and I don't want them to be worried. I want them to see me strong and that I am just alright. Second, I want to be strong for my husband. I know he's sad too, I saw it in his eyes, and he cried when I cried the other day (read post "Tears"). So I want to be strong so that he could be strong too. I want him to be inspired and not to be down. That even though we're apart, even if we just talk in Yahoo Messenger, even if there's no cuddling, kissing or any physical contact, we could at least be happy. I know he did this for us, for our future, and I know sacrifices should be made to achieve what we both want. I just tell myself that time flies so fast and that 6 months will just quickly pass then he'll come home and we'll be together again...

Last night I got to chat with my husband. He already arrived at his destination. He was staying in a hotel and he was so relieved that there was free internet there that he contacted me right away even though he was still tired from the trip. We chatted again today and he just texted me on my cellphone a while ago that he already started work and to tell the news to his parents.

It's just been 2 days but we already miss each other so much...I know we just have to be strong and endure the pain in our hearts. I pray that "He" will take care of him and I know "He" surely will, that's all I ask. Yes, he's so far away physically, but in my heart, he's just there and he will forever be here with me...