day 9: counting time

Numbers overwhelm me right now.

ASC has been gone for almost 5 months now.

On active duty since 1 November.

In days, that's 144

(and no, I didn't take out the days that he spent at home for Christmas or the days we spent with him in NC on two short weekend trips).

A Marine Corps tour lasts 7 (long) months.

His just officially started last week.

When I think of how long it's been already, and think of having 7 more months to go, there seems to be no light streaming through the end of that very long and dark tunnel.

Today I thought of this, hoping it might add a positive spin: if I can concentrate on the fact that I've already put in 5 months, I just am quite close to being halfways done with this whole thing. Except to think of October, or, more closely, Halloween, for him arriving home.....that seems like the longest time from now.

What I thought would make me feel better really doesn't at this moment.

Nevermind.

It basically sucks, no matter with which numbers I choose to look at it (and know that I save that "s" word for a very rare occasion, because it's not my favorite).