Emotions and time are a funny mix. When my son left it was so easy to be positive, but as time passed, my mind started wandering and my fears set in. Little by little the anxiety took over and I couldn't wait to hear from him, to the point where I was obsessed with both my phone and Facebook. I knew that the moment I was away from any electronic device, the boy would call.

I am prone to break out in compulsive crying, which is never an attractive condition to have, but so far, I have been able to keep that under control.

My husband has been annoyingly stable. Like a rock...I need someone to have a meltdown with me. Someone to share a bottle (or two) of wine and commensurate with for hours at a time. I have a huge network of fellow PAM's (Proud Army Mom's), but none live close enough.

Note to self: Must add wine to the grocery list.