The Calm before the Storm

This last week I have been pretty mello. I am finally back to work. It was so hard to get up this morning and go in. With being home the last few weeks, I have been into the routine of going to bed around 0300. I try and sleep, but I don't like to lay there and think of what's coming. I can't keep the demons away (dreams). What am I doing until 0300? Surfing the internet. I think I'm addicted. I think, no I know, I have been just wanting to hide from the inevitable. Since Sniper left (returned to base), I haven't wanted to leave my nice safe home or even my room for that matter. I keep thinking I am living in a dream and I am going to wake-up and he won't be leaving. But, that's not reality. Reality is I have to continue to live life. I have to work. I have a family to take care. Life still continue's on. Just as it always will. And reality is, he is leaving, very very soon. I have finally accepted this. I haven't really been sad, angry, depressed (maybe just a little) or even happy. Just Calm, mello. I see the storm coming and it's going to be a nasty, wild one. I won't do what I would do normally when the storm's hit, hide under my bed. (Yes, I am a big wuss when it comes to thunderstorms) I will whether this one, however long it takes until the very end. Buckle up, it's going to be wild around here very soon. dyzgoneby Update: Family life, Lego Man is feeling better, Drama Queen hasn't got sick (knock on wood) yet, and I am pretty much healthy. Hopefully, this will be the end of our sickness' for the year. This season it's been twice. I really hope we are all done with this shit.