Thursday, July 28, 2011

When it hits you, it hits hard.

Not really much to report on what Ronnie's up to... and my days are starting to blend together. I got a call early this morning but it was mostly I love you's and I miss you's. I did write him my first real letter and put it in the mail today, along with a card and a picture of us from when we were dating. (Back when he had long hair!)

I also started on our second letter binder today...the first one, as I've said, is from the first separation we ever went through. 15 LONG weeks of OSUT training. Looking back on it now, it was kind of silly to be so sad. I would give anything to just know he's safe again. I think it's finally starting to sink in that he isn't coming home for a while though. I'm actually starting to feel sad about it, to be honest. It's kind of a rollercoaster ride of emotions...and it's really weird. I'm proud to say the least but the Army has made our life very difficult these last couple years. I just want to be a young married couple...laughing and joking with each other without fear of when the Army will take him again.

We were both 18 when we got married... I'm now a couple weeks shy of turning 21 and I feel like the Army has aged me 10 years. To the families that have made the commitment to ride out the twenty years, I envy your strength. It takes a lot to be both mom and dad through deployments, that I'm sure of. I know I need to be strong while he's gone..and I don't even know why today has been hard. What is different from yesterday that has made me miss him more? Maybe it's packing up the house...I don't know. I'm not even sure why I'm complaining. Crying and feeling sorry for myself isn't going to change anything.

Well, that's all I have for today...I'm exhausted but I have to find the energy to keep packing. Please keep Ronnie in your prayers.

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