It has been a hard couple of days.
Yesterday I said farewell to the love of my life for a year while he serves yet again overseas in the military. There were tears from us both and long embraces. I didn't want to let him go, but at last I had to because I had a 5-6 hour drive back home.
I am proud to say that despite my penchant for panic attacks (which are mostly controlled by medicine) I drove through Birmingham and Montgomery with no problems! I am darn proud of myself! And I am ever so thankful my Mama went along with me just in case I needed her. She's the best!
Today, I was in so much physical pain that I ended up vomiting. I haven't done that in years! I took it easy for the rest of the day, though I did cook dinner - a quick and easy casserole dish that I know the girls will eat.
I was able to talk to Alfred a few times today and he's going to try to call me later before bed. It helps to be able to hear his voice and talk to him.
I am now off to watch tv with Kayla. Enjoy your evening!