I suppose this blog is really just for me.  It’s not very entertaining, but a place to put things.  To write little bits and post pictures of this year that I see my husband only about 3 days a month—at best.  

Two years ago I was complaining about seeing him once a week.  Less than a year ago I was complaining about only seeing him an hour a day.   I wasn’t complaining that much but it sure seems stupid now.  

This traveling for work has really taken a toll.  I try to be thankful for what I have:  a husband that’s willing to work just about every waking hour of his day for years at a time.   A healthy child.   That we still love each other.  Things aren’t perfect.  It’s difficult to run a house by yourself with a nearly 3-year-old boy.   It could be worse.  He could be in the service.  I could be a single mom.  I could be single and childless without a great person to miss.  At least there is that.