I've been blogging for a year. A year…
Actually, 13 months, but I finally have a chance to review...
It began as a way for me to document the deployment and it’s ups and downs. I never really thought that anyone would read what I wrote. Still, not very many do, but that is
still more than the zero that I predicted.
I’m looking back at what has happened during the year. Some feelings that I wrote about seem so foreign to me now, and some seem so fresh.
June:
my very first
entryI’m glad that I didn’t get my wish of a year-long hibernation. I would have missed so much.
July:
I still cringe when I remember our
trip home from San Diego.
August:
There was a time
when E3 was easier to catch . Man, that seems like ages ago!
A typical
time of rest during the deployment, and a
summary of all days.
September:
I forget how much
work was done around here in the last year. Now, Stuntman is home to enjoy it.
October:
I finally
told Stuntman my blog address.
November:
We lost a furry member of the family. I still miss
Pumpkin , she was one of a kind. Sparky’s health has really deteriorated since Pumpkin died. She must miss Pumpkin as well. I didn’t even think they liked each other.
December:
I met a good friend face-to-face.
She does exist ☺
Later that month, I was
tattooed.
January:
My typical
thoughts about the unit with whom Stuntman was deployed… I didn’t mention them a lot just in case anyone was reading. I didn’t want to rock the boat when Stuntman was with them, but the leadership totally sucked. There, I said it.
February:
Stuntman returned home for
R&R. R&R was just an odd experience. Stuntman was home, but not really here. We did the best that we could, but couldn’t forget that it was so temporary.
March:
A memorable
trip to Legoland, not.
… and I got
old .
April:
Stuntman’s
love for me easily survived the distance.
May:
Stuntman came home. Seeing him in person, and knowing that he would be staying home indefinitely, was one of the best feelings that I have ever felt.
… and
life goes on.
June:
After a year of trying not to worry each other, Stuntman and I have had many open
conversations .
The last year has been a crazy and memorable experience. I’ve learned more about myself in one year than I ever have. Sometimes exciting, sometimes boring, sometimes heart-wrenching, sometimes full of love… and life continues…