I'll watch again

Tough to watch... but I have now watched it three times.
Maybe it will help me understand Stuntman a little more when he returns home.
It is a very well done program.
You can watch online, or watch again on TV. At least in my area, it repeats several times during the next week.
I'm very grateful for the technology that enables us to see this war as we have never seen previous ones.

...and before anyone asks, no, Stuntman is not in Bad Voodoo platoon

My energy will return...

As I was walking around Target yesterday, searching for the items on my list while trying to keep E3 in the shopping cart, I ran into a family that I know. I see and talk to the wife often, but haven’t spoken to the husband for months.
Of course, he asks if Stuntman is still “over there” in a whisper, as if saying “Iraq” would be profane. I say “yes”, and add that he is due home soon for R&R for a couple weeks before returning to complete the mission.
The husband makes the statement “maybe then that will be it and it will be over when the new administration is in”
What!?!
I didn’t reply… I didn’t have the energy to state how I really felt. Did he forget that it is a volunteer Army? That Stuntman reenlisted well after this war was underway? That we believe in what we’re doing, and would do it again?
I could write on and on… but I don’t even have the energy for that right now.

…and thanks Butterfly Wife, for letting me know that I’m not the only one that wants to stop the teeter-totter
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De-decorating

I've taken down the ornaments, the tree, the lights... and almost had a another breakdown.
New Years Eve was fun. We went to a party that celebrated at 9pm (NY Times Square ball drop). We went home shortly after that. E1 and I stayed up until midnight. The first time for her, she was so proud of herself. The first time I made it until midnight for many years too. Stuntman and I never go out on New Years Eve. We choose not to be on the roads with all of the drunks. We stay home, snuggle on the sofa and watch a movie. We usually fall asleep well before midnight.
Of course we watched the Rose Parade today. Heard the jets fly over, but didn't go outside to see them. Just not the same without Stuntman here.
Before the parade, the local Fox station was interviewing a bunch of Anti-War/Impeach Bush protesters. I had heard that there was going to be a bunch at the parade. I wish the media hadn't given them the attention that they did, it pissed me off.
During the parade, as the Marine Corps band marched by, I saw that the crowd was cheering and giving a standing ovation. It brought tears to my eyes. It made up for the protesters earlier, and shows how the majority of Americans really feel.

What am I doing?

I began blogging pretty recently. Initially, I thought of it as a nice way to document this history-making year. We are in the middle of a tumultuous time in our nation's history. It is a turning-point and I'm not sure which way we are turning. My Hubby is away at war, and as my mom just reminded me during our phone conversation, he may not come back.
I'm finding that posting myself, reading and/or commenting at other blogs is very therapeutic. Almost all of the information on the war, I find online. I find that there are many other mil-spouses that are going through, or have gone through what I am dealing with right now.
Today I was reading a blog that was linked on one of my daily reads. On the sidebar there were adorable pictures of a young couple in love. This young woman's blog was fun to read. Eventually, I saw that she called herself a "widow, but not technically".
I read her early posts and saw that early this year her boyfriend was killed in Iraq. This yanked me right back into the reality that we all face as families and friends of those who serve our country.
Here at home we still face all the same, usually meaningless, day-to-day challenges. A world away people are trying to kill my Hubby and many others.
Sometimes I feel guilty that I'm here at home, enjoying all the luxuries that modern American life brings. I've decided that I'm still going to post my day-to-day crap. That's my life... but that doesn't mean that I'm not constantly thinking of my Hubby.