One day, I should write a post about this, maybe with my own picture. This series struck me to the core. It isn't sorrow so much as...well, knowing. It is what it is. Go see.
Soldier's Bedrooms
Lost Soldiers
War Memorials With Neatly Made Beds
(thank you Lee Anne, I would never have seen this without you. I won't link you here unless you tell me to)
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Small world in such a big world
I started this post on September 2, 2009. Long.Time.Ago. But, I'm going to finish it now, April 23, 2010. LT Dan had been at home with me only three months. We were watching Mythbusters. I get tired of them, but ok, one has to make adjustments. An Army commercial comes on...and there, one after the other, two captains, a major and a colonel appear. Each one a familiar face, people we know, people LT Dan worked with, wives and families I met along the way. Who would have thought.
The hard part was, for the first time LT Dan knew he wasn't a part of that world any more, a new door had opened. Bittersweet.
The hard part was, for the first time LT Dan knew he wasn't a part of that world any more, a new door had opened. Bittersweet.
Friday, April 17, 2009
What a long strange trip...
and it isn't really over yet. I have a feeling we'll be dealing with this for a long time.
We're in the Army again, LT Dan worked his magic and fixed it all and I got my prescription. But. We're out of the Army in May. Or medically retired temporarily anyway. His medical board things have all gone through and now I have dates, with the exception of the movers that he hasn't called yet. Add to that there is a last minute medical thing we found out about yesterday that will cause a huge amount of problem later. Peachy.
This means LT Dan will be coming home to me very soon. I have to figure out how to live with him full-time after years of living with him part-time. Things like share the remote, no, repossess the remote is probably going to be the right term, how to get him to put the toilet seat down so my hoo-hoo doesn't take any unexpected dips...So many things and really those are just the little ones. I'm a little worried about all this. I might need help. Having been pretty independent souls for all this time, this is a big adjustment for both of us.
Of course, LT Dan isn't thinking so. When I say anything he just says, "oh, it will be fine" Ummm I hope so but I think it will take some work and compromise and adjustment.
Meanwhile I'm trying to find a job, nobody wants to hire me of course, I've been out of the work place the entire time Dan has been in the service. Its frustrating and daunting and sometimes just makes me want to cry. I kick myself for not staying in the workforce and of course that isn't really helping.
Next month I'll get to see my husband. The Widget and I will need to go to the Cave for the last time to clear post, get new id's and fill out myriad papers. For my part, I'm a bit sad, I see my husbands goals and aspirations officially going out the window and no matter what he says, that has to hurt. He's strong, he'll recover and reset, I'm female, I still see the "has to hurt" part.
On the other hand, I really won't miss the 8 hour drive. I really won't miss the Cave. I really won't miss my husband because I'll have him home and we get to start the next chapter actually together in the same place at the same time.
On and forward...
We're in the Army again, LT Dan worked his magic and fixed it all and I got my prescription. But. We're out of the Army in May. Or medically retired temporarily anyway. His medical board things have all gone through and now I have dates, with the exception of the movers that he hasn't called yet. Add to that there is a last minute medical thing we found out about yesterday that will cause a huge amount of problem later. Peachy.
This means LT Dan will be coming home to me very soon. I have to figure out how to live with him full-time after years of living with him part-time. Things like share the remote, no, repossess the remote is probably going to be the right term, how to get him to put the toilet seat down so my hoo-hoo doesn't take any unexpected dips...So many things and really those are just the little ones. I'm a little worried about all this. I might need help. Having been pretty independent souls for all this time, this is a big adjustment for both of us.
Of course, LT Dan isn't thinking so. When I say anything he just says, "oh, it will be fine" Ummm I hope so but I think it will take some work and compromise and adjustment.
Meanwhile I'm trying to find a job, nobody wants to hire me of course, I've been out of the work place the entire time Dan has been in the service. Its frustrating and daunting and sometimes just makes me want to cry. I kick myself for not staying in the workforce and of course that isn't really helping.
Next month I'll get to see my husband. The Widget and I will need to go to the Cave for the last time to clear post, get new id's and fill out myriad papers. For my part, I'm a bit sad, I see my husbands goals and aspirations officially going out the window and no matter what he says, that has to hurt. He's strong, he'll recover and reset, I'm female, I still see the "has to hurt" part.
On the other hand, I really won't miss the 8 hour drive. I really won't miss the Cave. I really won't miss my husband because I'll have him home and we get to start the next chapter actually together in the same place at the same time.
On and forward...
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Oh Nevermind
Apparently I can't refill my prescription because my husband isn't in the Army any more. He's at work, in uniform....ummmm yeah. Is this the beginning of a nightmare?
my.head.explode.
my.head.explode.
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