and off he goes...

This weekend was absolutely amazing and romantic I spent the last three days cradled in my husband's arms dreading one thing... Monday morning, which has come. It seems like he just got home, which he kinda did. He's only been home three weeks and already he's off again. It's different this time though, he's going out on the ship this time. It's a very scary thought to me. No hearing his voice before I go to sleep. No good morning text messages. Just emails when he gets time... this is not going to be fun! I promised I was going to be strong though and be strong I shall!! I just keep telling myself not to think about what he's doing out there, not to think about him being on that big scary ship. Just imagine he's still on land and I'll be okay, I think... Well I managed to get some great pictures of us before he left so that is helping out just being able to see his smiling face.