A temporary new life

My husband is disembodied text on a screen, being sent from a country racked with war.
My daughter is sleeping in my brother's former room, missing her daddy and trying to teach her 2 month old brother how to play.
My son is currently sleeping in his car-seat beside my bed, not because that's the only place for him but because that's where he'll sleep the longest.
My pre-marriage bedroom is now my current bedroom, complete with crib and changing table.
My marriage is long-distance, my heart is in two halves, my house-hold is spread across two states and mostly in cardboard boxes.
My God is sufficient, my Comforter, my Provider.

I thank God for my husband and pray for his safety
I thank God for my children and pray for their salvation
I thank God for deployments and will continue to do so until my love is in my arms
I thank God that the deployment will eventually end and am already praying for our transition back to being a family under the same roof

I pray that I will be faithful, that I will grow, that I will do right by our children and household while my better half is away.

Now, after all this introspection, I'm going to sleep, future posts will not always be this heavy.

P.S. Zach, I think Zeb has you beaten in the farting realm, that boy has the longest farts I've ever heard!