During deployment, there are even times my kids will see me cry. Not excessively but sometimes it just can't be helped. About midpoint through deployment, I will get thrown off by some obstacle I am just too mentally exhausted to handle and end up crying. I tell them deployment is hard and it makes me sad sometimes. We all agree, complain a moment, and then move on. This is our life.
When my husband is required to leave for short periods of time, like two weeks or less, we don't really pay any attention. Lately he has been away more often. I just let him do his thing. As much as I'd love to help him pack, I stay away. He is a last minute packer which drives me crazy. I won't even attempt to assist him in his midnight fueled packing rampage. Nope. I just grab the remote and turn up the volume.
Even though we miss my husband anytime he leaves, we tend to look at his short time away in a positive light. Late nights, pizza dinners, and way more silliness are things we look forward too. Maybe it's a great way for the kids and I to reconnect? They get a little more of my attention when dad is away. And they get away with a little more. What kid doesn't love that?!?