Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Storytime. Part 10.

{Read previous posts here.}

Six months.  He'd be gone, on the other side of the world, for six months.

The second I left work, I couldn't fight the tears any longer.  I bawled the entire way home.

In hindsight, I know this is nothing compared to the life of a military wife.  But at the time, it seemed like the end of the world.

The next morning, the agent called again.  There were some issues with the team, and they weren't able to send Mr. BUB's plane ticket that day.  He should plan to fly out the next day instead.

This continued for a week, before the deal fell through altogether.  The agent immediately started looking for other opportunities, and kept me on a roller coaster of emotions for a while.  And finally a deal stuck.

He was set to go play basketball for the Nicaraguan national team.  South America would definitely be an adventure, and he was up for it.  And his contract would only be for 6 weeks, so I was taking this news better.

It still didn't stop me from clinging to him as I dropped him off at the airport.  Or from sobbing the entire way home.

...to be continued.

11 comments:

Jessica said...

Wow. Nicaragua? 6 weeks is definitely better than 6 months!!

Lyndsay said...

6 weeks is so much better than 6 months, but I would have been very upset too!

Amber said...

Awww, how sad! I can't even imagine how hard that would be!

tara said...

I oughta dropkick him for leaving you!!

Michelle said...

Awww!!!! What a great opportunity for him, though! I would have been the same as you though...I cry at everything.

Five years ago I had a training for over a month in Nashville...I would cry the whole way to the airport, when he would drop me off, and on the plane. It was a rough five weeks. I totally understand.

Miss Chelsea said...

I didn't even know they HAD basketball in Nicaragua!

Amanda said...

I second Chelsea's comment.

Don't worry, I sobbed the entire drive to work today, and I'll hopefully see M in a week and a half...

Keep this posts coming!!!

Katie said...

Who knew they had basketball in Nicaragua?? And this is so sad. I totally understand the sobbing-fest when you drop your man off at the airport for six weeks. :(

I keep waiting for the happy ending!!

Nikki said...

I love you, I love you, I love you but...HEATHER PLEASE HURRY UP! Every week you leave me hanging and I HATE waiting another entire week to hear about how you made baby BUB!

Meg O. said...

I agree with Nikki above. SERIOUSLYYYYYYYYYY. And yeah, 6 weeks is better than 6 months. Nicaragua sounds cool - did he have a good time? Maybe that's the next post...

Jules said...

ah- true love knows no distance. this is a sad part of the story!

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