It's the longest we've ever been apart. (Ok, close to the longest, we think it might have been 7.5 weeks... but we'll round). Yeah, it sounds kind of pathetic, huh? We lived apart for five months while he was at IBOLC, but I flew to Georgia twice during that time, so yeah, only 7 weeks.
Going into unknown territory now...
I'm kind of excited. We've gone 7 weeks and I feel good about it. We've had a few bumps, but nothing horrible. Nothing unmanageable. Am I happy that he's still there? No. But I know if I can do these 7 weeks so quickly, I can do another, and another, until he's home.
Thanks for the responses about the troops pulling out! I'm glad you all are understanding the situation and not really listening to the media. I appreciate your comments and would respond to them all, but I feel weird writing all these emails to my commenters. ;) Yeah, I get socially awkward. Anyway, thanks for being readers.