They fly tomorrow

God, i cried myself to sleep last night because they fly tomorrow and it may be up to 3 weeks before we can talk to him again. It's just such a final, scary thing to realise now he's really headed over there and I may not see him again. He sent me some pics of him with his M-16, It's really weird to see him like that. Strange, but in a way kinda sexy.
Please, I need him to come home. I never thought I'd need him so badly but darnit, He's supposed to be part of my life. I don't feel right with him missing and I cry to even think about starting all over again. I don't want to be a war widow at 39. Hell, I dont even want to be a Blue Star Family, but here I am, an unwilling participant in the damn thing. Happy freaking Birthday to me!