He is gone

5:00am: DH all dressed ready to go, wakes me with kisses and then apologizes for The Collective being up prior to 5:00am. (his DNA on that, not mine). He gets my robe, and reluctantly I leave my warm bed.

5:00-5:15am: I spend 15 minutes following DH around the livingroom and kitchen.

5:15am: Kisses.

AWTM: "Kick ass, be safe, do good and make the 5 months worth it, make us proud."

DH: "I will."

AWTM: "I love you."

DH: "I love you."

And in the same way he has left me, and us in 16 years I watch him walk away, there is no turn around...if there is, I haven't seen it.