The tough days

Our wedding in July 07', 3 months before our Army journey began.

The best part about going through tough times in the military is knowing that you arent the only one going through them. The support that you find from other wives who are also going through the same thing is indescribable. Today, I was reading a friends blog and even though our circumstances arent exactly the same, I wanted to cry because it brought back so many memories of my the day my husband left for bootcamp. I remember the days before he left and the anticipation of it all. Like my friend, I just wanted him to leave so we could get it over with and so that I could stop worrying and being so anxious. It was a Wednesday morning and I took him to the recruiting station where he was supposed to meet to catch the bus. We walked out to the car and he said he forgot something, so he ran back up and finally came back down. I didnt really think anything of it at the time. We pulled out and headed to the recruiters. Those last few moments with him were terrible. It was like I just wanted to pull him back in the car and drive off, never to return, but I couldnt. I tried not to cry, but when I saw his eyes swell with tears, I couldn't fight it off any more. We said goodbye and I drove away. Thats when I completely and totally lost it. I cried harder than I had cried in a very long time. I drove directly to my pastors office and then made plans to meet my friend for coffee. After getting through the first few, very tough days, the rest I coped with. But days like those are not welcomed, and unfortunately there are many more ahead of us.