I had posts planned for this week, I really did.
Like how Gibby turned two on Monday. Or more photos from our trip across the U.S.
But everything pretty much took a back burner to Jeff's departure from the country on Monday.
We have had a wonderful four weeks together. So much talking, laughter, and love.
Our last few days together Jeff and I were able to sneak away to see 22 Jump Street (thanks Kevin and Kyla) and we spent lots of time together with the kids. Saturday we had family pictures taken in THE MOUNTAINS oh those mountains! I am so excited to see them, it was gorgeous. After pictures we had a going away party for Jeff. Both of our families came and so many wonderful friends. To all of those who came out to eat, drink, and be merry with us, thank you. Thank you so much. You all mean the world to us and we are so lucky to have you in our lives. Sunday was just a day spent together. We celebrated Gabriel's birthday with our parents and had a little luncheon together and cupcakes. We took the kids to the park and played and rode bikes.
And then reality started to set in for me. We put the kids to bed and I tried to stay up as late as possible just being with Jeff. I didn't want to stop talking to him or snuggling with him.
Monday morning his plane didn't leave until the afternoon, so we took Caderyn to his swimming lesson. After we ran some errands around town and then he and I went to lunch. I did really good up until the last two hours before he departed and then I started crying at random. I've said goodbye to Jeff multiple times these last few years. Goodbye as he left for basic training. Goodbye as he left for Missoula for ROTC and his Master's program. Goodbye as he left for LDAC and BOLC. Of all the goodbyes we have said, this was by far the hardest of them all.
This next year will be an interesting year. It will be a good year, full of changes. I know we are ready for them, but it doesn't make the goodbyes and the separation any easier.