I am blessed

I decided that I am a baby. Jacob has gone to Morocco to study Arabic for one month, and I'm not going to lie, it is hard. I am pregnant and have two kids that completely depend on me for everything. I've been typing up some family history stories lately and today I came across one for my Great-Great-Great-Great Grandparents, James Huntsman and Hannah Davis. They joined the church soon after it was restored on the earth and suffered with the saints as they were driven from state to state. They suffered all sorts of afflictions and then when it came time to go to Utah, James went ahead with one of their children to get a place ready for them. He came back to get the rest of his family 3 years later! They were apart for 3 years! She had with her at least 6 kids (not sure on the exact number she had with her). That is 3 years where they didn't know when they would see each other next. They had no emails texts or FaceTime, which is how I keep in contact with my hubby while he is gone. How they dealt with a separation like that, I have no idea. That is such a long time to be apart from your spouse. Such a long time to have to be strong and not have your companion to help you with anything. I was having a really  hard day yesterday with the kids and just dealing with being alone, but even though I was having a hard time, I wasn't really alone. Not completely. I was able to text Jacob and we were able to talk on FaceTime for a few minutes and he was able to tell me he loved me and that he was praying for me and give me comfort. The kids were able to see their Daddy and talk to him even though he was far away. We have another separation coming up before too long. This one will be 3 months and I will be with 3 kids instead of just two (thankfully I won't be pregnant though). Yesterday during my hard day, I wasn't sure that I would be able to make it alone for 3 months and was trying in my mind to figure out any way for us to be able to go with him. Its not practical and probably not really even possible, but yesterday I couldn't face the thought of another 3 months alone with the kids. I can't imagine facing 3 years apart! I can do this. I am strong. I need to count my blessings and be grateful for what I have, because it could be a whole lot worse. I am blessed to live in this time of internet and smart phones while we are in the military and have to be apart from each other. I can communicate with Jacob almost every day during our separation and the kids can see him and talk to him as well. I am blessed.