Oh, how the weekend always seems to fly by so effortlessly. Tomorrow starts the 1st week of the final nine weeks at school. In 9 weeks, I have completed my very first year of teaching. I'm still sane. It's amazing. Surprisingly enough, it was not too bad, even with two crazy dogs, two unsuccessful attempts on my certification exam, oh yeah and a deployed husband. I've only grown two gray hairs, dark circles every now and then, and a few mere indiciations of crowe's feet forming on my eyes.
This Army wife thing is tough, the constant up and down battles, being alone with no nearby support system. I miss my husband. I miss my confidant, my number one, my partner in crime. I find myself relishing in anger over the actual validity of these deployments. I understand the basis, but not the frequency.
With each day that passes, it only brings us closer to being together again.
"We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love."
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