I haven’t mentioned this much here on my blog, but my husband has been away for work for quite awhile now. This past Monday he came home. Are there any words to describe what it is like to see your children run to their Daddy and leap into his arms? How happy they were to see him? How it felt like a piece of my heart was missing and had been returned? 

 My husband missed Christmas and New Year’s and countless other family days. School plays and concerts and tree lighting’s and Christmas Eve dinner. So many moments that were enjoyed knowing he was far away, missing us. For security reasons I don’t mention much about this part of my life. There is so much that cannot be said and so much that I don’t say because it is either mundane or too private to write about. 

The fact is, I don’t like to complain a lot because as a military wife I always find there are so many that have it worse than me. There are women that go years without their loved ones. Birthdays are missed, holidays, anniversary’s. I personally know so many that have given birth and raised children alone while their husbands are away. They are my source for inspiration. There are also so many single mother’s that do what I do every single day, with no reprieve. There are now words for how hard that is.

I am so grateful that this was our last deployment and we can now move on to a new location with all of this behind us. And I am grateful that my husband is home safe, with is, where he belongs. 

Life is good. Again.

P.S. I know where we are moving this summer! But I can’t tell yet:)