Keep calm and carry on

People like to come up to me these days, cock their head sympathetically and ask, "How ARE you?"  As if I may break down sobbing in front of them because my husband is in India.  The truth is, I am fine.  I truly am.  I am not great, not sad, not horrible...just fine.  I am handling things; getting things accomplished and taking care of Oliver.  I handled it when I dropped Andy off at the airport and had to drive back to the city. I handled it when I had to go back to our apartment and clean it out by myself.  I handled it when Oliver had a super-sonic blow out on the way to Madison that required a full strip-down of him and a complete disassembly of our car seat to clean it.  I handled it when my father in law came to pick up Henry and take him away.
I am going to handle a 20+ hour flight with my baby, subsequent over night stay in Delhi and 7 our car drive to the school, I promise.  There is no other option, I have to handle things. Trust me though, when I say that this is not terribly difficult to handle.  I have a great kid, supportive parents and the chance to live in India for a year.  Handling two weeks without Andy, while not ideal, is possible. I miss him terribly, but this is good for me, this challenge of parenting on my own, traveling on my own.  So no more cocked-heads...I've got this.  Really.