Dad's gone - day 9

When Joel is gone I feel like I'm holding my breath. Its like I just have to go through all the motions for a few days (in this case almost 2 weeks) and when he gets home my real life can start again. I'm getting pretty good at filling up the days and pushing through but it just doesn't seem like this time counts. Nothing else has stopped or slowed down, just me.

Today's photo: We were just playing in the living room. He is a super cute little dude.