Here I am, 6 months into D's absence and I'm sitting here in our fairly new place with the flu. It started at 8am and its now 6pm and I'm just now eating some chicken noodle soup. The only thing I've eaten today. Ugh. I hate this.
Things dont really get hard 'till you realize you're totally on your own.
Okay, I'm done with the pity party. Want some good news? I got my license! Yaaay! It only took me 3 times. But eh, I got it!! Lol now I need a functional car. I dont even care anymore to tell the truth. I am sick of constantly being stressing out. So, I got school set up for online courses and hopefully I can register and await my student aid by the end of next week. This process takes forreverrrr. Let me tell ya. But I'm praying.
D comes home soon, the worse is over. He can be home to relax and just.....be here. Its almost surreal. I hope I can handle my anxiety when the time arrives. I hate being in shock and my nerves going insane. But, why wouldnt they for the perosn you love? I'm excited. Excited for him to come home, then soon after be home permanently. To be in our bed. Next to me.
Just remember spouses of a soldier just because you think you cant do something, doesnt mean you actually cant. I thank my husband for showing me the real strength within myself. I love you baby xoxoxoxo
