Only 2 weeks this time!

2 weeks is better than 2 months, right. Well it is October all ready and the weather is changing along with the leaves on the trees. Life is still as rough as can be, but my children and my faith keep me going daily. I haven't been home for almost 4 months now and my parent’s hide-a-bed is over 20 years old, but at least I have a place to lay my head down. I really miss my house and everything in it. I just want to go home so bad. I miss taking walks in my neighborhood, mowing my lawn and spending time dinking around in my garage. It is funny the little things you miss and appreciate when you don’t have them or lose them and the big things you thought you couldn't live without or didn’t want to live with out, you could give up in a second. Every day when I would come home from work Ally would greet me and say "daddies home, daddies home" she would then have to go find the rest of the family to make sure they knew I was home. I would give anything for that again. I have to go; this is too hard right now. I will write more later. God I need you!