That morning I was a wreck. I hadn't slept much the night before because I knew what was coming the next day and I was nervous, excited and a bit scared about what the future held.
My In-Laws stopped by and picked up Starbucks before we headed out. Once we met up with Zac we sat and talked/hung out with brief interruptions when he had short meetings. I could practically feel the minutes ticking away.
Finally, the time came when we were ushered into a small, private room where a group of recruits were officially sworn in to the United States Military.
I was so proud of my husband at that point that all the worry faded for a few, brief moments.
Shortly after he swore in my In-Laws headed for home. Zac and I went to the waiting area to spend a few last minutes together.
They were the longest, and shortest, minutes of my life. We talked about random, totally irrelevant things until the time came where we decided that me being there was too hard for both of us and I should head home.
He walked me out as far as he could and we hugged for the last time for 2 months. I never wanted to let go! After our hug we both turned and walked away. I couldn't turn back to even to look at him one last time because I didn't want him to see the tears streaming down my face.
I made it outside and to my car and had to sit there for almost 15 minutes before I could head for home. I had only just left him and already I missed him so much.
Thankfully that evening I went out to see a movie and have dinner with friends so that helped take my mind off the fact that the love of my life was going 500 miles away and I didn't know when/if I would hear from him anytime soon.
The night was difficult and adjusting took time, but I have survived and am now counting down the days until he can come home again!
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