Used to what? The alone time? The quiet time? No. There is nothing that can replace the sound of his breathing at night, the smile at the end of the day, or the laughter from the living room after a long day.
The being apart never gets any easier.
Lessons are learned and new coping skills are found. Days are filled with the kids and all they have going on. Meals are consumed out of necessity and they are often cold or interrupted frequently by the children's needs. Lots of growing up occurs during these periods of separation, or at least it should. You don't ever learn how to live "without" him, you learn to savor the time with him. I've learned that time is the only thing that matters, not missed birthdays and holidays. The time we get together should be considered the greatest gift of all. It should be like that for anything in life. We often take "time" for granted. We assume that things will always be the same, that nothing changes and that those that are important to us will always be there. In reality that is not the case. Life moves on, children grow, parents age and the time we should be spending with those we love passes.
Time marches on, first it is counted in months, then in weeks and days, then finally by hours. Even though it is still in the weeks stage, it is the downhill slope. It feels like the end is so far off.
The emptiness won't be filled until he is in his house, with his wife, his children and his dogs. The side of the bed, where he sleeps, will be cold until he fills it. The quiet moments will be filled with the sound of his breathing as he sleeps. There will be no more alone time, it will be filled with the happiness of being together again.
I miss him...
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