A Phone Call or Text?

Living a lifestyle where you say goodbye sucks. You never really know when you get speak to your loved one(s) when they are away. All you can really do, is just stay busy, allow yourself to miss them from time to time, then stay busy again. I know that is what I do.

I fill my calendar with all sorts of things, sports, gym, coffee dates, hair appointments, dog appointments, laundry, dishes, cleaning the carpets, taking my kiddo to school, wondering aimlessly through down town window shopping, taking the kiddo to the zoo, or park, or museum.. the list will go on if I felt like writing that much.

Just when you really are about to hit the wall and break down, and the world feels like its caving in, the little text out of no where that says “Hey”.. just “hey” melted my heart! Brings tears to my eyes, and Joy to every fiber in my body! My light has turned back on! Then comes the best part… A PHONE CALL!

Listening to his words, and hearing his voice.. “What are ya’ll doin?” this words put a smile on my face because he doesn’t miss a beat. Its like he hasn’t even left, he is right down the road at work or something. He is, he is at work.. just a much much much farther walk/drive/flight… but he asked the important questions.. what are YA’LL doin.

My world was starting to move a little a slow, but I’m back now. I feel rejuvenated.

A phone call or text, thats all it takes, sometimes.

20 Days

You Got This

Day 1, you didn’t make it, stiff margaritas, anger,

Day 2, I’m on the list! Yay! —–now what, phone calls, breakfast excitement joy

Day 3, still waiting for word on what to do.

Day 4, no word yet, what to do. I’m watching my husband work on his workbook. 9pm read books watch movie in bed with little one, she wants daddy. I explain daddy working.

Day 5, really day 1 of the season for us. 4am whole house is up. One car, I’m am getting shit done! Kid is dressed rocking bed head, I’m in pjs rocking a fish hat, husbands in his is blue and gold PT gear ready to get his sweat on.
Coughing like crazy, “Hunny you okay…?”
“Yeah, I’m fi…..” runs to the bathroom and pukes….
“Here’s your bagel, just breath hun, it’s the nerves. Something new and different. You got this”
“Thanks babe” he responds.

As we get in our One Car, we head towards the base. On the silent hwy of 15S.
“I’m excited and sad” as he turned to look at me. Our daughter is singing moana in the back seat. “Why is that?” Stupid question…. because it gave me the feels as soon as he answered.
” I’m supposed to be on leave spending time with my family, before I go over seas for 2 years”…… silence from both of us.

The Challenge

We found out in March he got selected for orders over seas. He is doing an                  unaccompanied tour for 18-24 months. We say 24 just in case thing get screwy, but we are hoping for the later, 18 months would be way cooler!

Your probably asking why unaccompanied? Why would anyone put their families through that? Isn’t that just asking for problems? All great questions, however simple truth, while he is out there we would never see him.

He would be working so much. With watch standing duties, his schedule rotation of in and outs. The experience would be fun, but the truth, I don’t want to pull my daughter from her school, church, friends, and family.

FaceTime will be our number one source of communication.

All this has happened before 7am.

As the day passed we keep getting mixed news. No one knows what going on. Will he stay? Will he go? Do I get to be there with him when the moment comes or will I will be thousand of miles away watching this once in a lifetime event on social media, FaceTime, or just mere seconds captured throughout a lens.

He’s leaving. Im crying, my daughters looking at me puzzled, and my dog well she keeps shedding.

20 Days.