Out of Touch
A few days ago my husband let me know that he would be out of contact for a while.
Up until now, I've been able to talk to him at least once a day. Those phone calls have been great. Not being able to talk to him anymore has made this deployment finally seem real.
I'm not just on yet another vacation that he had to miss because of work. He's not just gone on a relatively short TDY to some place warm. He's not just working so hard that I barely see him.
He is gone. Really and truly gone until March.
Let's hope the coming weeks fly as fast as these last few have.
Up until now, I've been able to talk to him at least once a day. Those phone calls have been great. Not being able to talk to him anymore has made this deployment finally seem real.
I'm not just on yet another vacation that he had to miss because of work. He's not just gone on a relatively short TDY to some place warm. He's not just working so hard that I barely see him.
He is gone. Really and truly gone until March.
Let's hope the coming weeks fly as fast as these last few have.
Labels: challenges, deployment, life at home, military, summer, waiting
posted by Major Mom at 10:25 AM
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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