Philip just started working offshore a couple of months ago.
He made a career switch from carpentry to the oil field.
This has been a huge adjustment in our family.
We went from seeing him daily-morning before work, and then evening after work and all weekend- to every two weeks.
It was a hard change in the beginning, since I tend to be sort of a wimp and I'd never spent a night without him.
I had to learn to do things like (gasp) take out the garbage and walk it to the road.
Oh and I have to walk the dog late at night before bed in the dark by myself.
(That was way to many adverbs and prepositional phrases, sorry.)
well I have to open the really hard jar lids by myself.
Okay the adjustment really was more so in just him being away and my being a little more lonely than usual.
People ask me how I like it and how I handle him being gone, and if we're going to be completely honest--
I like it.
-I have less laundry, dishes, and general mess to clean at the end of the day when he's gone.
-He's SO very sweet when he's missing me.
-I get to talk to him every morning and night usually on webcam or phone.
-LOVE letters/emails, duuuuh!!!
-If I don't feel like cooking, that's alright because Addie and I are easy to please.
-and although I miss him like crazy at the end of the day (and at night), we get 2 whole weeks of him when he's in. (He works 14 and 14).
I love this part the best.
We get the BEST of him.
Morning-night 14 days.
As most of you know, there was a rig explosion on Tuesday night.
Philip wasn't on this rig, but he was on a rig 53 miles from it, and he and his coworkers watched the explosion and burning rig as it happened.
11 men went missing, and after 3 days of searching hope in finding these workers alive isn't likely.
I cannot imagine the agony their families are going through.
I continue to pray for those families all day and every night, and I just thank God that Philip is okay and safe and as of today HOME and sleeping in my bed!