Day One...
Or day two if you ask Bubba.
He said yesterday counted, since Daddy didn’t sleep here. Either way, the count has begun.
This is never a place I thought I’d be – the wife of an Army
man, deployed to somewhere, away from the family. I married a high school coach. But, as it turns out, I married a high school
coach who missed his calling the first time around, so here we are – doing this
military family thing.
I have been reading more about deployment, Army life,
military family life, PTSD, and any other remotely related topic in the past
months than I ever thought I could consume.
What I have learned is this…
- We are not the first family to go through this. (Seriously!? Shocking, I know!)
- It will be sad. But, it will also be fun, emotional, exciting, prideful (you know, in the good way – like loving on The Man for all he’s doing for our family / country / free world), and filled with blessings IF (and only IF) we allow others to love on us and serve us in this season of our lives.
- We will be okay.
- The boys will miss their daddy. I will miss my husband. The Man will miss us. Lord willing, we will be hugging each others’ necks sooner than we realize.
- Routines will be important.
- Friends and family will care for us.
- Life moves on.
It is my sincere prayer that the Lord will use this time to
teach me one (or 20) of the 1,000s of things I have yet to learn and that in
doing so, He allows me to bless-it-forward.
It is also my prayer that the Lord will wrap his arms around the hearts
and spirits of my boys and remind them that this is the journey He has called
*them* to walk. Finally, it is the
desire of my heart that the Lord will walk closer than He has ever walked with
The Man and remind him on an hourly basis that he was created for this battle
and that the Lord will continue to equip him.