Two Weeks...

I don’t talk much about Antonio’s and my relationship, and neither does he, mainly because our focus is always on our son. Even though it is kind of odd social media, off the radar with my businesses, and to most people seemingly nonexistent; it’s not. We’ve been through a lot in the past decade and change we have been together, I honestly don’t know the exact amount of time, or when you start that time, but this past half year has been new.

Sure, we’ve don’t long distance so much over the past decade. From deployments, to training operations, to just complete opposite schedules, it seems like we never see each other.  I mean, we really never do, but those passing moments mean the world, the 5 minutes when I would run in at lunch to grab AJ before heading back to work, the few minutes at night before I went to sleep, the one dinner a week we could actually eat together. They all added up. 

So, even though we’ve been separated many times before, this time is different...

We have AJ.  

As much as I miss my other half, I know AJ misses his daddy. He’s a pretty strong little boy and acts like it doesn’t effect him but I can tell he does even when he says he doesn’t. I’m ready for him to be able to spend the time he’s used to with his dad, for them to have their bromance reunited as you can call it. It’s seriously the cutest thing to watch ever.

Two weeks.. 

Two weeks until we get to see daddy, our other half, and the man who has our backs. Two weeks until our family can be while once again. We keep living in two week increments because let me tell you, I’ve never seen a company not want to let their employee go more than his job. A process that we thought was going to start months ago still hasn’t. So, we live in two week increments. Daddy will be back down in two weeks.  

One day it will finally be permanent. But until then... only two more weeks.