I've learned over the years of being the daughter of an Army office and now an Army Wife that you just cannot make plans. No matter what plans you make, something (meaning the Army) will come in and stir it up and you just have to go with it.... well folks, we had good plans to have a little Christmas just the 3 of us (Andy, Daisy and I).... and now, it will be Andy in who knows where and Daisy and I either in Georgia or Maryland...we haven't determined that yet.
You see... I got a call one day while at work from my husband. He's deploying, he said. To Afghanistan. My heart dropped, my voice shook and the tears came. I knew this day would come, but so soon? And then the next week we found out the date. December 17th. Not even 3 months notice.... but then again, why would the Army give us that much notice? They don't care. This is my husbands job, this is what he signed up for... we knew this day would be coming, but it still doesn't make it any easier. Imagine all of your plans that you have dreamt about, gone. I hate the fact that I cannot plan a vacation to the bahamas because I don't know if my husband will be able to take leave, I hate the fact that I cannot buy a plane ticket because I don't know if they will change his orders, I hate the fact that I cannot buy a house because we don't know how long we will be here.... but I do love the fact that my husband has enough courage to stand up and fight for what he believes in. Even if it does mean going to war.
So... my friends and family... do me a favor. Hug those you love, tell your loved ones how much they mean to you... because in a few short months, I don't know when the next hug from my husband will be.
Life is short. Don't live with regret.... and make each moment count.
(on a side note.... I am very thankful for the military and what they DO do for us... it's just not always an easy life).