sad feelings that make stoicism questionable

For many years and all of my married life, my husband would lean on me whenever he travelled. He would get nervous or anxious about leaving to go away, wondering whether he would have a good time. He would always want me to give him a little pep talk or some other gesture before he went out the door or boarded a plane. For this trip he's just taken, I received a text message. But it wasn't for a pep talk. It was just a note about a job that I could look into. A job that I was going to check out on my own anyway. This gesture of his got me strangely sentimental, and tonight I wanted to post about it.
With all of the wrangling over what I should and shouldn't do, and our little one being made to balance in the middle, I cannot help but feel a bit fatigued by all of the unnecessary emotion that has been put forth.
The irony is that none of it shall be going away any time soon. But tonight, I somhow managed to feel a moment of love in my heart from him - even though I am reading way too much into the gesture.
I am fully aware that the gesture is there purely so that he can continue to shirk his responsibilities.
I have gone through so much in the last few weeks! It has been very,very hard. It has made being in the hospital look as though I was at the Ritz.
Yet somehow, I also know that all of this shall end and I shall be better in the end.
I know it.