A little about the emotions of a deployment

I was digging through some old photos and journals, etc and I found this one journal. There is about a paragraph I wrote back on Feb 25, 2006 that discussed how it feels when your husband deploys. Albeit, before kids even entered the picture (Colin was born April 5, 2006, yes, 4/5/06).
Some people have asked me about it so I thought I would share this.
Side note: I was pregnant with Colin when I wrote this.
'There goes day one without my best buddy. At 1:30am I woke up puking my guts out. Knowing Chris was leaving. It just sucks and there is no other way to explain it. I could not take him in enough before we said 'farewell'...
'I am deeply hurting inside but more than anything, I just pray for his strength. His heart. My heart initially broke when I walked away from him this morning. My guts sank and my insides ruptured. I had feelings as though he just died. This really hit me. This whole experience made me realize how dedicated I am to this person. I ache to be with him every single moment we are apart. I will stay as strong as possible as well for my little guy. He is almost here. He will need me very soon....'
Time away from Chris is no joke and the military; even when not deploying these guys; works them and keeps them away from the people that love them the most all the time for training etc.
Anyway, being here on base is a good thing for us as a family. Our time together is quality since Chris is not having to commute from Syracuse (over 70 miles each way).
I thought I would share this since I have a couple friends that are dealing with their husbands being away at the moment. Totally sucks but I get it...and I can help support them. I have more strength and more to give emotionally living here for some reason.
To all of you dealing with a husband being away, you are never alone.