Just keeps getting...worse

I'm sitting here, trying to get my work done. I'm looking around my living room and seeing my husband's military gear laying about. He spent most of the day yesterday, going through it and making sure he had everything, as he's packing up for his third deployment. My children and I have chosen to stay here in TX this time. We've done it both ways. For the first one, we went to stay in TN with his family. That was nice and all, and I love my in-laws, but it's much easier to deal with having my own space, as I learned with deployment #2. With that one, I had great friends that I knew I could depend on, if I needed them. I've got that here, as well. Hopefully, I won't need them like that though. As of right now, it doesn't look like it's going to be a full year, as the unit is already over there, but it's still too long. I'm trying to hold it together and not give in to the tears that keep wanting to fall, for my kids' sake. They are starting to stress out over it too, though.