I don't tell him I only have nightmares the first night he leaves to go somewhere. When he deployed to Croatia and Iraq, I couldn't bring myself to fall asleep for days for fear of what I might dream. Exhaustion and Prince Valium helped on those occasions, but in between were so many work-ups, operations, schools, and now, conferences. Every first night brings forth whatever terrifies me most at the time. This is precisely why I’ve never been a fan of horror movies, preferring comedies like Grumpy Old Men, The Birdcage, and Groundhog Day, instead.
Apparently I harbor a fear of religious fanatics; and I have got to stop listening to my son's enthusiastic reviews of the latest zombie movie.