You know, we all have those moments where we get overwhelmed. You are allowed to feel sorry for yourself for a little while... I know I definitely have those moments, but I remind myself that I am lucky to have met my husband, and that this wait won't last forever... and those of us who have gone through this process will likely not take our spouses for granted the way many other husbands and wives do.
I KNOW that I am VERY lucky to be married to my husband, to share the life that we have (even though it is apart right now), and to know that my future is with him, that our family will flourish and that relatively speaking, it's not all that far off.
Yeah, some days it is MUCH harder than others to convince myself to snap out of it... but I've found that if I accept those moments, allow myself to feel sad, and break down, that it doesn't last as long as if I just put a fake smile on my face and keep it inside. You feel how you feel, when you feel it. End of story. Don't apologize, and don't worry about it so much.
There are always going to be ups and downs, good times and hard times... don't sweat it, feel sad when you need to, but truly enjoy those moments that deserve to be savoured.
Stumpedmom, I'm so sorry for your loss, and very sorry for your son's loss. There are so many moments where we feel it would be so much easier if our spouse was just here for us to deal with a situation together... but just because he isn't there physically, doesn't mean you can't draw strength from your relationship with him... don't despair... your marriage is the foundation on which you will persevere.
Yeah, I feel cheated out of my first year of marriage... we had our first wedding anniversary last week and have spent about 6 weeks of that year in eachother's presence, the rest we are 1800 miles apart. I feel like we've lost that first year, and then his plane arrives and I'm reminded that each moment we have together is that much more special... and for the two weeks at a time that he's here, life is comfortable, and loving, and warm... I can survive another three months waiting to see him again... holding my breath until he's here, and I can relax and breathe again.
Cry when you need to... and breathe... the wait won't last forever...