The Routine...
He was out shopping. It is couple days before he gets to leave again. She is sitting on the couch wondering how things are going to go as he leaves, should she talk but is that going to even help anything.. Everything is gotten so busy as it is the night before he leaves. Kids want to play with him and hang out as much. She wants to freeze this moment. There were many times she wanted to freeze the moments where life felt more complete. At this point, she feels there is just like a thin thread holding them which might even break any moment may be this is the last few straws..
She tossed and turned and could not sleep well and woke up way early with thoughts going on in her mind. She is just restless. how long is this going to go on. Will it ever get better..
Early in the morning, he had packed up and bringing down the bags, she was pacing up and down. Kids still sleeping. They had already said their goodbyes the night before as he did not want to see them say good bye with tears when he leaves. As he put his last suitcase down, he looked at her and said, "Ok see you then" she tried to look away as he walked towards her opening his arms and gave her a tights hug. She stood numb and did not move other than shaking her head, he embraced her twice and walked away.
As he got into the car and drove, she felt a lump go down her throat. She just wanted to scream and cry but just couple tears rolled down her cheeks. There was so much she wanted to say, wanted things back to normal but it seems everything is crumbling in front of her.
Does he realize everytime he leaves, she feels she looses a piece of her, her strength, her joy and smile drifting far from her as emptiness engulfs her. it takes few days to pull things over and get back to the normal mundane.. Now this has become a routine....