One Moment in a Military Family

Today I had my first heartbreaking moment as part of a military family.  Less than a week ago Jon left for a seven month deployment.  Jax, who is now 14 months, and I have stayed busy with friends and different activities.  We have also been able to talk and Skype with Jon almost every day.  

But today I was talking with Jax when he came out of the room saying something about daddy.  I repeated what I thought he was asking, "Where's Daddy?"  Jax then walked to the stairs pointed up to Jon's music room.  I couldn't help but cry when I told him that daddy isn't up there, as I tried to change the subject.

Poor Jax didn't really know what to do.  He was in-between laughing and crying, asking to be picked up and held.  When I scooped him up, he began wiping away my tears, hugging me, and patting my back, trying to help his mommy.  

We moved on in our day, on the toys and snacks, and playing in the potty (multiple times, I might add).  

This first moment of Jax realizing his daddy isn't home, but still on the computer, has passed.  

But in the midst of all this, I realize God has blessed us with a wonderfully sweet, loving boy who is sensitive to others, even at this young age.  And I know that we will be okay.  God will continue to pour out his blessing on us, wherever we are as a family.