We Are Doing It

Rich and I have made a monumental decision.....we will begin interviewing realtors tomorrow evening to choose the right person to list our primary home. While I have felt this was a positive direction for a while, I needed my husband to draw his own conclusion, which he did.

We are both looking forward to selling our larger home and becoming full time residents of the lake house community. I did a great deal of downsizing while Rich was deployed but still have a little work remaining...and Rich has a few pre-listing projects to complete.

I am so very excited for us and am looking forward to this new chapter.

Peacr

Hop, Skip & a Jump

What a weird title for the post. It's just what came to mind at this very moment. Rich and I are somewhere west of Memphis, a mere 37,000 feet up, flying home from a visit to the west coast. Piled I like sardines with no much to that passes the time, thinking is just about  the entertainment for the moment.

I love to travel but going home is the best part...the only part...that I love about leaving.

Peace

On The List

"Write a blog post" - this is on my list of things to do today. Well, it was on the list yesterday ... but it got bumped. Such is the way of the world. I have forgotten what it's like to just sit down and write without any agenda whatsoever. Kinda feels nice.

The last couple of weeks have flown buy and my love and I are still working our way through reintegration. Sometimes it seems like "just like old times" and other times we recognize that we are each different and different with each other. Our normal is new and we are finding our way through intimacy both in the bedroom and out. While Deployment is a bitch.... reintegration is even more so. It doesn't matter where or for how long, separations and getting back to a new normal are tough. Enough said!

Tomorrow morning Rich and I hop a plane for the West Coast and a visit with the California kids. It will be a nice time and they are all eager to get their dose of my husband. The trips out there are often an emotional struggle for me but I keep myself tuned in  and find my enjoyment once I arrived. Not long ago I was overwhelmed with feeling like I have been played and put in my place....my feelings were hurt and my heart hurt; this trip, and all others to California are not about me,  but most importantly they are about my truly amazing husband.

On the horizon is some work around the houses and falling into some pretty major fishing adventures! The other day we popped the grandkids tents next to the lake and laid down in one of them with two of our grandchildren. That was the coolest moment ever...just laying there, listening to the wind and the trees dancing. The kids were happy and we were happy with them.

I miss this blogging thing. Very much. It's high time to get it back on track and off the list!

Peace

Return of Love

After many days, nights, months without him, deployment ended and the celebration of return began.

My man is home!!!!!!

Reintegration is in motion and we have the joy and laughter of finding our groove again. The smell of a foreign  land has been washed away from his clothes and body and replaced with Arm & Hammer and Snuggle fabric softener. I love that there is a man in  my shower and in my space. His tennis shoes are sitting in the bathroom floor where he left them after the gym this morning .... his toothbrush on the edge of his sink.

The return of love.... my love....his love....our story.

I love it!

I love him!

Peace

Can I Get An Amen?

Hallelujah this deployment is OVER. Done. Finito. In the bag. Waving from the back window of a speeding car!

My best guy isn't home yet, but he is not 'there'....and that is almost good enough. Ya'll, this deployment has sucked in a major way (can I get a witness?). This girl was not put on this earth of walk alone. Nope, I need my guy holding my hand and walking right beside me...shaking his head at me and telling me what a hot mess I am.

I go bat-shit crazy by myself. I behave irrationally and scare my friends and family. The dogs think I am getting ready to audition for the starring role in "One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest, part 2" or the "Sybil" remake. Whichever makes me seem more challenging. Now, hold your horses...I am not speaking derogatory towards anyone with true challenges....just making a correlation. I don't have the time nor energy to pacify anyone riding the PC bus. Do.  NOT. GO. There.

I am the spouse of a (returning) deployed soldier..I am allowed to swagger around toting my crazy in my Vera.

Okay...let's all breath. Exhale with me..no wimping out.

Peace