So it's been a month and a half since Sopes has left for the KHL. I went from not knowing what the hell I was going to do; into an amazing routine. That's not to say there aren't bumps here and there. We put Sopes on Skype in the morning when the kids are eating breakfast. Jayla has discovered that it's easy to close the laptop when she doesn't like what Dad has to say. Last night it was her backing up the the computer for him to chat with her bum!
Thankfully, the day of the horrible plane crash, I was Skyping with Sopes. If not, panic would have set in. In this electronic era, calling Jake's school and have them let him know that Dad was alright became a top priority. The last thing we wanted was a kid to read it on a cell phone and tell him false information.
That day put everything into perspective for us. I had to tell the kids this weekend that we won't see Sopes him until Christmas. Before the tears could start, we had a chat about how many kids would never see their dad again. They still cry over that fact now. We're VERY lucky to have him around for a solid six months a year. Words cannot express the sadness I feel for those women who have to tell their children that "Daddy's not coming home."
Yes, a bit part of me wanted Sopes to come home that day; I believe that he wanted it even more. After a LONG talk we decided that with the changes they're making, everything would work out.
Last week he did get calls from 2 NHL teams offering him contracts. Not gonna lie - I did do a happy dance. For a couple minutes the thought of him coming home was great! Nope, he's happy where he is. Until he's back home, the kids won't ever know that their were other deals. The shorter season played a big factor in the decision. It's definitely easier on our family life. If he's got to be away - mine as well be in Siberia! Yes, that was sarcasm. Haven't lost my sense of humor!