Emma stood by the open duffle bag, carefully folding your clothes and packing the essentials for your upcoming deployment. Gracesat nearby, playing with her toys, occasionally glancing over at her mother with curious eyes. Despite the impending departure, Emma was determined to maintain a sense of normalcy for their daughter.

“Did you remember to pack your lucky socks, Daddy?”

Emma asked, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she hid the subtle sadness and worry she was feeling inside. She double checked everything in the duffle of yours many times prolly trying to subside her worry or prolly to waste time and have you more around before your imminent departure