On the Road Once Again
I made a spur of the moment decision last night to cut our vacation short. I packed up all our stuff, closed up our Cape house, and hit the road within a matter of hours.
I had just had enough. I wanted to be home. I was writing an e-mail to my husband when I realized my sudden need for home.
I want to be back home where my husband is a part of things. Even when my husband is away he is such a part of things in our home.
From the small things like his toiletries in our bathroom to the big things like the routines he created, I just feel more connected to him in my own home.
So tonight I am writing from New York City. The kids and I decided to stay with my friend in the city for a long weekend.
It's not quite home yet, but it's closer. I can hear the highway calling my name.
I had just had enough. I wanted to be home. I was writing an e-mail to my husband when I realized my sudden need for home.
I want to be back home where my husband is a part of things. Even when my husband is away he is such a part of things in our home.
From the small things like his toiletries in our bathroom to the big things like the routines he created, I just feel more connected to him in my own home.
So tonight I am writing from New York City. The kids and I decided to stay with my friend in the city for a long weekend.
It's not quite home yet, but it's closer. I can hear the highway calling my name.
Labels: challenges, deployment, family, summer, travel

Karen is a military wife and stay-at-home mother to a seven-year-old daughter and a five-year-old son. A Boston native who’s lived in the Shreveport-Bossier area for eight years, she spends most of her time volunteering at her kids’ school, supporting her husband, playing with her friends and watching her hair turn gray. In between, she writes about her life here on her blog.

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