I think this picture adequately demonstrates what I feel this very moment. Things are out of my control and I'm stuck. Mr. will be leaving soon and I'm not too proud to admit that I cry about it every single day.

Last night I came to bed about 10 minutes after Mr. Jetplane and he was asleep. He was lightly snoring and 8 Mile was on the television. I crawled into bed and thought to myself, 6 months ago I would be annoyed that he is snoring but last night it made me cry. I cried realizing that I won't hear that light, soft snore for a very long time.

Yesterday I received an email from a coworker of mine. He is a retired Marine, former helicopter pilot that was shot down in Vietnam and received the purple heart. He wrote,

"Thank God we have people like Mr. Jetplane willing to serve and protect us. Thank God for loving and supportive wives like you."

I may have lost it while he reading it.

Thank you to all those who have sent me kind tweets and emails, left lovely blog comments or Facebook messages, and special thank you to those that have sent me lovely gifts in the mail. I appreciate your support more than you'll ever know.

And if you know me in real life and I haven't returned your emails or phone calls, sorry.... I promise I will.