It’s funny how kids can have a different perspective on things. I viewed my husband as being gone on work for the last year as a job. Having been in the military for twenty years, it felt like just another deployment to me. My kids always understood that when Daddy left it was because he was fighting for our freedom and what’s right in the world. Now, he has a job. A job that has taken him to another state and that has been extended until the project is completed through summer. Another summer of him being gone, missing all their activities. I thought they understood that he is doing this for our family’s well-being, but it hit me the other day when I overheard my daughter talking to her friends saying, “My Dad doesn’t live here anymore.” And it really made me feel sad, like a single parent. Going to church on Easter also made me feel sad, watching all the families together and here we were all alone, just the three of us. Don’t get me wrong, I am very blessed, but we all just felt a little empty. My husband struggled as well. Said he tried going to church but gave up his seat. Felt it was just too much watching all the happy families while he couldn’t be with his. I think it finally hit me that he does get it. He does realize the depth of his actions and how he almost lost what he holds most dear. And for me, I get it too. I get that my kids want more than anything to have a mom and a dad together and I will do whatever I have to to make that happen. Happy Easter!