As I sit here writing this, my husband is packing. Packing for a tour in Australia for several weeks. We’ve had a good break until this point. He’s mostly been home for two whole months and it’s been so nice having him around to do “normal” things.
The past few days I’ve found myself thinking in various moments, “I’m really gonna miss this.” I’ve thought this when we’re all sitting at the dinner table laughing at my daughter singing the alphabet in her “nice princess” voice and then screaming it in her “mean princess” voice. I’ve thought this every time my husband walks through the door and my son yelps excitedly and then crawls at mach speed to bear hug him. I’ve thought this when we have family movie night in our pajamas because, well, it’s Friday night. And I’ve thought this when my husband, my co-parent, is able to step in and take over when I’m losing my patience with our three year old.
These moments. They’ve made me sad.
When he’s about to leave, it’s easy to start going down that road. The one where you start mourning all the things you’re going to miss. I do it often.
This time though, I’m trying to turn it around. I’m choosing to remember grace and thankfulness. During a holiday season that is sadly losing it’s true meaning to consumerism as so perceptively stated in The Huffington Post, I think it’s important for all of us to stop and reflect on what is truly good in our lives. Even when it seems hard to do so.
For me I am thankful that my husband has a job that allows him extended time at home when he gets it. I am thankful that his job has afforded me the flexibility to be at home, raising our kids, and available to him 100% when he is home with us. I am thankful that our children have a strong and healthy relationship with their father because when he is home, he is able to be in the moment with them. I am thankful that my children are healthy and happy because their parents are healthy and happy. And, I am thankful that while he is often gone, I still have a partner – as a spouse and as a parent.
So while it saddens me that I will sit at our family’s Thanksgiving table on Thursday while my husband sits at another halfway across the globe, I will still be gracious. I will choose to be thankful for ALL that we are blessed with. Because our blessings, they are plentiful.
What are the moments you miss when your guy leaves for a run? How can you look at that differently from a perspective of thankfulness?