I am no good at introductios

I am in a terribly ill-tempered mood. My husband is overseas, and although his 15 day visit was wonderful, I feel cheated. I want to see him more, I miss him, our kids miss him, not to mention my bed misses him (not in the sick way you all took that, more in the I can't sleep without him way). Now I am no fool. I am well aware that things could be worse. The Army could have sent him to Iraq or Afgan as his first duty station, but that doesn't make the seperation part any easier.

I have been called un-logical for the way my thought process works many times in the last few months but I a going to risk that again now as I try to explain my very sensical logic. When my husband told me he wanted to join the Army I was very supportive. I am possibly in this day and age considered overly patriotic, however there is something very honorable (even sexy) about a man who serves our country. After all is mission is to protect the freedoms I have, the life I live, and the future of my children. I was ready for anything. I knew my husband was probably going to Iraq when he left boot camp. I was okay with this. I anticipated moving out of my parents house (i moved in when he left for basic) onto an Army Post with my husband somewhere and a month or so later recieving word he was deploying. Again I was okay with this. War is what soldiers do. It's their job. As a police officers daughter I was used to having a loved one going to work daily with the possibility of not coming home, different yes, but enough alike to settle my mind.  However when my husband got his orders he was told he was going to Korea with out his family. I know all of the obvious applies ... he isn't in a combat zone, he isnt getting shot at, you talk to him on the phone alot, you know he is safe .....blah blah blah. I am a firm believer that if death is coming for you it doesn't matter if you are in the middle of a combat zone or sitting at home , death will find you. That being said most of the things people say to "comfort" me don't. I was just not ready for him to go to Korea.  I am still apart from my husband, my three year old still asks where Papa is, and my one year old doesn't know his father much other then what he sees on skype. Germany, Italy, Alaska, Kentucky, Washington... whatever I was ready for it. Korea was not on my list of possibilities. With absolutely no disrespect to Korean War Vets ( I am only 23 so forgive my once narrowmind) ...There is no war in Korea, there hasn't been ( as far as I was concerened) for a very long time and there was no reason for American Soldiers to be there. I was not prepared for the possibility of my husband going to a country (other then for OIF) without us.

After being there for a long while we decided that it would be a good thing for him to use his leave and come home to visit. As the 15 days went by so quickly I never really settled into him being home making fr an awkard two-weeks. I am sitting here with Skype up as many other Army families do. The running total time for the phone call is 12 hours and 6 minutes, my husband is snoreing in his barraks room. I take comfort in being able to hear him but it still doesn't settle the worry that lies in the pit of my heart. I worry for him all the time, what will things be like when he is back, am I doing good enough by him while he is gone. It is only a few days after I took him back to the airport to return to Korea but I know that one thing is for absolute sure... I sleep like a baby when he is home...

Its a few minutes from midnight and I am going to attempt to meet sleep sometime tonight while the distant sound of my husbands breathing lurks in the background.