And I didn't even cry.....

It was one of our better goodbyes.

My father in law came over late last night and crashed on our couch, so he could wake up at 3 AM here and take hubby to the reserve unit to meet up with the other Marines.  I would have preferred to take hubby in myself, but with traffic I would have had to get a sub for my new job - not cool, right?

Hubby actually prefers to say goodbye to me here at home anyway, in case I get all emotional and make a scene.

BUT FOR ONCE, I DIDN'T!  I can't believe I made it through our entire last night together with NO TEARS, made him a final breakfast with no tears, and even said goodbye with no tears.  Of course I am crying now, as I write this, but hubby does not have to see that, and remember my misery as he goes off to war.

I didn't get a picture of him saying goodbye to Bonehead, but snapped a quick shot of the sleepy goodbye with younger brother 'Knucklehead'.  :)

And I look like sh*t in this picture, but it was 3 am, and I had been holding back tears for HOURS.....gimme a break, ok?

Overall, I still feel empty, as I always do when he leaves.  But today I also feel victorious - pregnant hormonal emotional lady CAN hold back the tears! (with some considerable effort)