I Saw Henry Before He Left

I don't know if people get annoyed with how much I talk about my kids and Henry (which is almost every time), but I guess being a parent and all, you sometimes just can't help but talk about them. A lot.

I was really glad when I came home from work around 10 minutes before 6:00 am that I found him still here, brushing his teeth. I guess you can say I caught him just in time; with my shifting schedule at eTelecare I rarely get the chance to see him. Imagine this: I leave for work around 6:30pm and arrive usually at 6:00am the following day since I'm on the night shift. Henry leaves for work at around 3:00-4:00am and more often than not comes home around 8:00-9:00pm, depending on how far his tour's itinerary was. So we literally don't get that much time to spend with each other, let alone see each other.

For someone who's used to being around with the people you love, it's kinda hard to adjust. But I always think that we're sticking to our jobs because of the kids. I miss him terribly, and to think we've been together for almost 8 years already.

I walked him down the street to where he'd ride the bus to work, and I just couldn't help but feel sad when he left. Walking back the way home alone was the hardest part, and I've been doing this for years, especially when he goes away for long trips.