day 1 down, 4 weeks, 6 days to go.....

until I see my husband again.

He left at 4:00 am Sunday morning to go to basic training, as Private-Recruit Erik Chiasson. It was one of the hardest days of my life. He asked me to not get out of bed to see him off, it would be too hard. So, before he left, he came in, and said his goodbyes, as I fought back the tears that were welling up.

Now, according to my mom, who was in the living room when he left, Erik said to her " damn, I miss my girls already" , before he went outside.


He phoned me a few times from the airport in Montreal, while he was waiting for his bus to the CFLRS, and he seemed in good spirits. The last I heard from him was at 2pm yesterday, and he only wanted to tell me that he had just paid 15$ for a meal at burger king.

Funny, I just got off the phone with Erik as I was typing this. He is doing well. His room is on the 11th floor of a 12 storey building. NO elevators. He sounded good, but tired. I hope he gets the chance to call home each night, if he is permitted to.

Today wasn't too bad. Went for a walk with the kids, and did some more packing. Mom went home on the bus tonight, and my friend went home to Saint John until Wednesday. Tonight is my first night home alone with the kids. I hope they sleep all night! Momma could use a good sleep.

On the schedule for tomorrow are the remembrance day services downtown. I'm going with my mother in law and father in law, as well as with the kids. Should be a good day out. We will see what tomorrow brings.