The one thing I hate the most about deployments (aside from not being able to see my honey) are the weekends. They seem to last forever, no matter what you do to make them go by quicker. I do fine, well, the best I can through the week and then as soon as I wake up on Saturday morning, wham, loneliness hits big time. I don’t know why. When my honey is home he works on Saturdays so you would think I would be use to being alone that day at least. I guess the heart is just smarter than we think. It knows that I am alone and it aches so much. I pray for strength everyday, but sometimes I feel like I am just going to go crazy.