I don't think I'll ever get used to...

the random phone calls from Milo telling me he won't be home for a while because he's going to a fire.
I miss him terribly when he's gone. Much too much and it's unfair.
It's hard to remember at times that he's gone because he's working and that it won't be forever.
I just really hate not seeing him, or sleeping alone.
I know this is our 3rd summer like this. I hope it's the last one as well. It's a touch schedule and I don't recommend it to anyone.
It also makes for a lonely life. Thank goodness for family and friends who keep me company.

It's going to be a long summer. Again, it's not permanent.

Life is Grand- although I'm missing my husband terribly.
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