Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Thankful Army Wife

I've barely had any time to sit down and write exactly what's going on inside my head, which is a lot, seeing as how we're about ready to close the page on a big big chapter of our lives. I have huge emotions flowing in and out of my heart constantly...anyway, I've been feeling so bumbed at the fact that I'll become and ex-army wife here real soon that it only dawned on me recently of how thankful I should be. Thank God my husband has come home to me and I can look at him and smile...that I can nuzzle up close to his neck and take in the smell of his skin, natual oils mixed with a hint of shaving cream. I'm so proud of my husband...my sweet husband. It'll be interesting watching him transfer back to being a civilian once again.

How many days: 9 days until the big move.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009


So I went to Lowes today to pick up moving boxes...brought them up to the cashier to ring them up and she so casually asked me "are you moving?" Kinda made me wanna to say, "nope, building a new house and figured these here boxes would make great walls."


URGH...Tucker got a hold of my best black sandals...even after I put them up out of his way.

This puppy is driving me nuts!


Have you ever noticed how places conjure up feelings? I have to go pick up my father-in-law from the airport, so that he can help us move our belongings up north. Alright, small details...moving on. I think of the airport, MCI there in Kansas City, three hours from our first home together. I remember those feelings of elation as I drove three hours to pick my sweet husband up from the airport when he came home on mid-tour...I think of wearing those heels and demi skirts, sitting in those swooped seats waiting for his plane to come in. The only time I've been to that airport, I've been with Michael. I think of leaving him at that airport, watching as he boarded a plane, which would take him from me...far from me, to a place that I could only make real through his pictures and words. There are so many things around Kansas that have touched me in that very same way. I'm looking forward to the new memories, but I feel as if I am in mourning for the old memories. There have been so many first here in the big state of Kansas...it's been wonderful...kinda makes me wonder: "How do you say good-bye to a whole state?" and "Why does it seems so hard to start this new chapter in my life?"