One year ago today, my most earnest 15 month prayer was answered. One year ago today, we got our daddy and husband back. One year ago today, Jason safely arrived home from Iraq with along with 3000 other soldiers from the 504th infantry parachute regiment. It was early in the morning but I’ve never been so happy to be awake before the sun was up. I fondly describe this day as the second best day of my life. The first being his 1st return from Iraq (which was a more hostile environment and he was FLYING). This is the day I could finally stop worrying constantly about his safety and well being. I could also stop doing all those deployment wifely things like tripping over the sofa to get to my cell phone, taking out the trash, being constantly connected to the computer and end those weekly trips to the post office. I wondered if they would suffer financially from my absence. Well, they wouldn’t have to suffer for very long.
After planning the newest addition to our family, we discovered our promised “year at home” would be cut short and he would deploy exactly 9 months from his homecoming.
So as we arrive in the present, we mark 3 months down on our 3rd deployment. Hopefully we’re only looking at 9 more months. I recently said how I feel conflicted about wishing my life away to have him home while not wanting our children to grow up so quickly. It’s a fine line to walk. Although it still feels like one step forward and two steps back, we can only take it one day at a time. So that means about 272 of those days left…
Scene: Tuesday Night
7 years ago
I do not like this post! It's just such a rough thing that you guys had to do. But you just have to force yourself to look at it as "one quarter of the way done!" instead of "three quarters left!"
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