The hard things in life

I believe my life ended today as I drove away from my husband. I watched him get on the bus to the land of sand.
I did not want to go out into the crowd of women who felt the same way I did. Nor did I want to go out and take pictures, this is not a day I want to remember. So we sat in the warm car and waited for formation, it was like holding my breath under water, or even waiting to die. I talked myself out of crying the whole way there, but once he let go of my hand and said goodbye, I lost it, I cried the whole way home. In five years we have not spent this much time apart, and I can tell you right now that my life this year is going to be a roller coaster of emotions. Today being the worst day of all, and tomorrow being day two of him being gone, I just do not know how to handle this. Even the dog went through some sorrow this morning, I left him at home, cuz I knew he would have wanted to jump out of the car and go with his daddy. So when I walked back into our room this morning he was laying in his dad's spot on our bed, he looked up at me and started wining. I laid down next to him and told him it was alright and that he would be home soon. We curled up in a ball together and just laid there and watched the minutes go by. As I laid there I had this horrible feeling, it felt like my heart had just been ripped out of my chest, I felt like death warmed over. And at this very moment, I feel the same way. I do not want to work, I do not want to be awake, and I definitely do not want to see people all day.
So what now do I count down the days till I'll see my hubby again, or do I go on with life without my burritto??