Spring Break: Husband-less

This morning I dropped Ammon off to meet a carpool full of people he doesn't really know. He is joining a big group going to Moab for a rappeling trip arranged by our friend Nate. He is invited every year and since we have been married I have prevented him from going in one way or another every year until this one. I told him he had to go this time because it might be his last chance since all of us are graduating and moving on with life.

That doesn't mean letting him go/ having him gone is any easier! Is it pathetic that even after three whole years of marriage we still can barely stand to be separated even for a few days? Ammon really is a big softie even if he tries to act tough sometimes. He really hates not being with me. This morning he kept asking me if I was sure I didn't want him to stay and drop the whole trip. (extremely tempting) He is only going to be gone till Thursday at the latest, you'd think it wouldn't be a big deal! Yes, I did bawl as I hugged him and drove away.

In my defense, it's a little nerve-wracking to send your husband away to spend a week...

•  with 60 people of which he may know about 6
   (some friends and a whole bunch of friends of friends of friends)

•  involving at least 12 hours of driving

            (I'm paranoid about car accidents, especially when he reminisces about waking up in a lane with oncoming traffic and a tractor coming right at him the 

            night before he leaves. Not comforting!)

•  full of going of cliffs for entertainment purposes

         (Have I mentioned his extreme lack of self preservation?)

• with a weather forecast predicting rain and snow today and tomorrow

           (wet + slick rock= not good for my nerves)

How will I be spending my time?

Besides praying excessively, I have a continuous line up of research papers, reading responses, and presentations to plan...with a girls night or two in the mix. Wish me luck (and pray that I have a husband at the end of the week)!