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Jordan is in the field. He'll be gone for a total of two weeks. So far, he's only been gone for four days. It's funny because lately I've been having a lot of negative feelings towards our relationship. I felt like he didn't appreciate me, and I felt like we just weren't compatible enough to be married. I felt like maybe I made a mistake when we married so young and that maybe I didn't know what I wanted. All it took was a few days of him being gone (with no phone calls or e mails) for me to realize what I had and how stupid I was to doubt it.

I do miss him. I try to tell myself that he'll be home soon and it's only 9 more days and it's not a big deal, but all I feel is the deep, hollow pain in my heart. I feel my empty arms and the lonely bed. I feel the horrible void that his absence left. Jourdan and the baby are staying with me while he's gone. It helps a lot having them around. I'm glad that I'm not completely alone. But they don't take his place.