One year later and alone once again. How ironic is that? (probably not so much)
It’s officially 1 year since I’ve been living here in Texas! The ironic part is that I’m spending this day the same way as I was spending it a year ago – waiting for my husband to come back! Don’t you just love the army? (Sense the sarcasm)
A year ago, my husband was reaching the end of his deployment so my parents helped me to move across the country to Texas so that I could set up a home by the time my husband arrived (I was living with my parents at the time). I really have the best parents ever! They took the time out of their lives to help me move nearly 2,000 miles away and for that I am so thankful. I packed my stuff into my Ford and my dad hitched it onto the back of his truck and we drove for 3 days. It was our last road trip we would probably spend together for a while. I arrived at Texas a week before my husband’s arrival so I was able to set up our apartment so that he had a home to come back to.
Well, today I am alone again waiting for my husband’s arrival once more. Not a deployment this time (thank goodness) but a shorter TDY trip. But well, that’s the army for you. It’s so unpredictable and a lot of separation among family. But I love the relationship that I have with my husband. Our relationship started out as long distance when my husband joined the army 3 months into our relationship. I remember questioning if he still wanted to be with me if he was leaving for the army. He said he wanted to make it work which let me know that he was serious about the relationship we had. But since I already had a taste of what army life was like, I knew what I was getting into when I married my husband. I knew there would be plenty more times where we would have to be separated. But, the thing that keeps me going is knowing that he is definitely worth the wait. The feeling I get when I’m reunited with him is indescribable and there’s never a dull moment between us when we’re together. We trust each other entirely (we’ve never had a reason not to) and that is so important for a military relationship to work.
I’m thankful for technology, however. My husband may not be here physically but I’m still able to hear his voice and see his face through FaceTime every day. It makes me wonder the things that couples had to go through in the olden days when there wasn’t such a thing. They would go long periods of time without seeing or hearing from their spouses. They had to write letters (if even that) with actual pen and paper! Just think of how much stress and anxiety they had to go through by not knowing how their spouse is doing. I can’t complain.
Anyway, I have so much to do before my husband comes home! I’m really excited but I must go tend to my to-do list. To whoever is reading this, I hope you are having a wonderful week!
Until next time,