I can see right now that remembering to make my posts is going to be the most difficult for me...I guess I just have so much going on...
Anyway...Now that the deployment is over - my man is home...well he's been here for a few months now. And at this moment he's gone again for two weeks..sigh...
But - I digress, let me get back.
His coming home was a HUGE deal for me. I had so many visions in my head about how it was going to be I almost drove myself crazy.
The people at my job even put me out. I was told by my supervisor that if I came in to work anytime before Monday (he came home on a Wednesday) that they wouldn't even let me in. So work wasn't even allowed.
They came in on a Friday...then the usual few days they spent doing whatever they were doing before the let them come home the following Wednesday...I was excited, nervous, anxious, scared...just everything.
Then I got lucky and got to ride up to pick up the guys with another wife. Joy. LOVE her! We drove from Chicago to Indianapolis with no radio at all...we talked the whole way. She is the BEST and just like me.
We got there and amazingly enough they were ready for us.
Seeing him after six months being away was...different from what I thought. But there were so damn many of them out there it was almost hard for me to spot him...lol
Once we got their stuff packed away and got on the road - I believe the shock began to settle in. I kept touching him...couldn't believe he was actually there - next to me. It was weird. No more phone calls...emails...FB chat - all live and in person. And he was moving in...was I ready for this??? I hoped so because if I wasn't there was going to be hell to pay!
Then we fell asleep in the back seat of the car. And the funniest thing happened. He was sleep...I woke up. He had his arm around me...I tried to move - and he grabbed me...funny but cute.
The last four months have been quite the learning experience. Lord knows I'm used to living with a man. But to live with a man that you adore the way I adore him??? It's still almost too much to take at times...
At first I didn't even want to go to work - just wanted to be next to him. Whatever he did - I wanted to be there...he's kind of forced me to get out of that and I guess I'm glad to some extent.
Now he's gone to AT for two weeks...counting the days until he comes home again. I've missed him...
But I've discovered that I think I'm going to love being an Army wife...no matter where it takes us.