A morning of tears

Today Bud headed back to Motown to work. Back to an empty apartment with an air mattress, a t.v., and a playstation. I hope he can move to our final destination sooner than last time. I think Faith understands where he went and what he is doing. We split apart not 3 months ago for the same reason. As I kissed him goodbye and our family hugged the tears rolled. I looked in the back and Faith is crying too. She loves her daddy. She loves it how he throws her in the air and catches her. She loves running and jumping into his arms. She loves it how daddy plays. Why is it that we always get rough obstacles in life? Some people just glide through life with everything being given to them. When will life become stable and constant? I don't know. All I know is that I am grateful for a family who loves us so much and willing to take us in for a few months so life can work itself out.