And then packed. The Dup knew something was up and was extra close to her daddy for awhile.
Suddenly I was sneaking pictures when he wasn't looking as we went out one more time for dinner and then breakfast.
And before I knew it he was saying goodbye to the Dup as I teared up.
We arrived on base to a not so good sign...
My first funnel cloud. Luckily it was far off. Where we were was hot and sunny. So much so that after a few hours I was pretty sunburned. Worth it. We waited. And talked. And hugged, sweaty or not.
Before I knew it it was my last hug and my last kiss and he was on the bus. We ward through the windows and blew kisses and then he was gone. I held it together pretty well until I came home.
It's not goodbye. It is see you later. I've been ok. Glad for the Dup and a busy work schedule. I will make it through just fine on this side. I can. He has no need to worry. Just love and lots of care packages coming his way.
See you later my love.
