so lonely in our home that all I wanted to do
was move back in with my parents. But mostly
we argued. We were both new to the home
ownership rules and we are both very stubborn,
so we both felt like we knew what was best. So
many times we would be discussing something
and before we could settle anything his time
would run out. Leaving us with so many things
unsaid, and nothing really figured out. The next
70 something days went on like this and it felt
like 300. Until I got THE phone call- the one
all military wives know. An automated voice
comes on the line and says, “Your loved one
has safely left the hazardous duty zone and will
be coming home soon!”
You breathe. You don’t realize that you have
actually been holding your breath since his
plane left the ground. This surge of emotion
takes over your body and you feel a release like
you have never felt. Like when you get the wind
knocked out of you and you are struggling for a
minute and finally, finally, you take that breath
and fill your lungs