Good and bad days

Thanksgiving, emotionally, was good and bad.  I had moments where  I was missing my husband really badly, but, talking it over with my father in law certainly helped.  He told me that it's understandable to have these moments of depression, and he reminded that despite the sadness, that it will be better as long as I stay busy and live each day on my own terms.  I am so incredibly thankful to have the support from a strong family. 
Greg sent me a letter, which put a huge smile on my face.  He told me that he has finally realized how much he loves me and values the life that we have shared.  I am realizing the same.  As the song lyric goes: "Don't know what you've got, 'til it's gone." That phrase certainly hold true nowadays. 
I have had to take stock in the fact that I have taken too much for granted where our marriage is concerned.  I'm humbled by that reality, but it strengthens my resolve even more to cherish what we have and will have when he's released.  The month is almost over, and Dec. 5 means 19 months to go.  I plan on finishing the first movement of one concerto by Mozart, get the first movement of the Bach a minor polished, get the symphony excerpts up to snuff again for auditions, and prepare a concert of all women composers with my colleague in our studio in 2016.  All of this will keep me busy and sane. 
So, instead of facing this holiday season with dread and the absence of my husband, I'm determined to try to find the joy and the peace surrounding the birth of my savior, serve others, and continue to live each day on my own terms.  This is what Greg would want me to do.....