On my way to work, David calls me and tells me to turn around and come home- he has to be at the recruiter's station at noon. It was already 9:00 so I called in sick to work and went home where David was packing. He had gotten the dates mixed up or something, and had to leave a day earlier than he thought. We went to drop his car off at his Dad's and then went to Lancaster to eat real quick before he had to leave. My Mom watched Katie when it was time to take him to the station. We got there around noon and sat there waiting until 1:30 when the shuttle that takes him to L.A. finally came. I wasn't allowed to drive him to the hotel, but I was allowed to meet him there and hang out for a while, so I did. We didn't really have anything to do there so we watched tv and walked around the hotel. He had a pretty view from his window, it looked right across the street to the LAX airport, and they had these pillars that lit up and changed colors. When it was time to leave he walked me to my car and I went home. I picked up Katie from my Mom's at around 9 and took her home. She kept asking me for "Dada" because he's usually the one to stay up with her at night, while I go to bed. I tried to tell her we'd see him tomorrow but she burst into tears. I'm not even sure she fully understands, but she was extra clingy to me, and hasn't let me out of her sight for very long. She keeps holding onto me and kissing me. It's cute, but I'm sad that she misses her Daddy. It was hard getting her to lay in bed, when I put her in hers she threw a fit, so I put her in mine with me and she cried every 2 minutes and made sure I was still next to her. Sad. It's sad to think he'll be gone soon. I'm allowed to go see him one more time tomorrow night, and I'm going to bring Katie with me this time, David wants to see her one more time before he leaves. Then we won't see him again until the end of March, early April, when he has his bootcamp graduation. I never thought my life would end up like this, it's weird being here, taking care of Katie all by myself now, living alone. I guess I'll get used to it, but I still wish he was back home.
Monday, January 12, 2009
The Day Before Goodbye
Posted by Heather at 11:34 PM
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