Packing

He is packing up his gear for Iraq. The "Army room" is what we use to call our guest room.. No longer looks like it use to. Nothing is in it anymore, and its kinda weird to look at. By this time next week, my husband will be thousands of miles away from us. Reality is hitting me, I don't know if I am going to hold back the tears when we are saying our final good byes or if I am going to stay strong and hard from him and my daughter. He has been checking the web for news about the place where he is suppose to be going, I try not to look or listen to him reading it. I have told him a million times that I WILL NOT listen or watch the news. I would rather not worry myself to death about whats going on.