Lucky stars

Lord do I thank you for watching over my husband!

After a hiatus of unspoken, tense, worried days, I finally spoke to my husband again. For all of my fellow military wives out there who could understand these emotions, I pray you are all doing well. It's a tough battle on our and our spouse's side. We both have to carry on with a strength that tears us apart inside as the distance continues to unravel our acting skills. It feels like my constant staring of photos and closing my eyes so hard to picture his face will never end. The happy truth is that it does. As much as I have lived this military world, as my father was Navy, being a wife is completely different. Being a wife forces you to grow either a strength or a very unfortunate weakness. Many women and men can not handle this life and honestly, it is not for everyone. I used to tell my father I would never marry a military man and look at me now.

Twas some years ago where I fell in love with this wonderful man and as fate would have it, he joined the Army. So now I count down the days until he returns home. Until he is safely in my reach and worried nights are away from us for just a little while. It is hard but it could be much more difficult. Does anyone realize how technology has allowed us more communication options with our spouses? I recall very rare phone conversations with my father but can recollect the letters and drawings we would receive in the mail signed by our father. Waiting by a mailbox was a routine. Now, years later I crush my phone within my palms and stare blankly at a computer screen in hopes that he has a connection today. Times have changed and yet wars and battles still arise. I can not wait to see my husband again. I can not wait to see him lift his son to his face as he kisses him. I can not wait to have him home again, for he is my home.

SN: 13 weeks still. Time is a ticking!