It's crazy how little things can make a situation real. A friend request on Facebook can make a friendship "real." A final stroke of a key can make a paper complete. A wedding dress and wedding bands can make the fact that I'm getting married real, and a date of when my man is leaving, makes the fact that he will be gone, a reality.
In case you couldn't gather, yes, we know when he's leaving...and it's soon. So soon. Sooner than I would like (although never is too soon for me). In a matter of weeks, I'm going to be Jessica Lyn Munson, he'll be at boot camp, and there's no turning back after that!
I have Dan's wedding band already, and, as I said in a text to my sister today, I keep looking at it and just want it to be on his finger already! It's so crazy to think about...a wife, let alone a military wife!? It literally makes me breathless when I think about it (that's a good thing I promise!).
In other news, only 58 days until I am a college graduate, which means only about 70 days until I am a full time employee. Don't get me wrong, sooo excited to be working full time, but I like the college bubble! Sure, papers and readings totally aren't my favorite things, but all this responsibility is coming so quickly! At least I'm smiling while I say this right?!
Speaking of responsibilities, the puppy needs to go out and this paper needs to be written! Now for a quote...hmm...
“Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were. You wonder what's to come. But that night, I think we knew it was time to let go of what had been, and look ahead to what would be. Other days. New days. Days to come."-The Wonder Years
Until later...
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Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Changes...
Hey Everyone!
Ok, ok...I didn't keep up with the one post a day thing! I'm mad enough at myself for it, so don't worry about getting on my case too much! Things like school, a house, 3 new furry kiddos and major life changes (not including those already mentioned) have definitely gotten in the way...I think maybe once a week is a good goal for where I'm at in my life currently. We'll see how that goes!
I guess the biggest life change(s) I seemed to gloss over before was the fact that, in a matter of weeks, I'll be saying goodbye to the most important person in my life. My soon (sooner than planned) husband is going to be off to basic training for the military. I've never felt so many emotions at once before. The military is and has always been a dream of his. While in college, at RIT, Dan (said hubby-to-be) was in the Air Force ROTC program. Upon returning from Basic, he was hit head on by a drunk driver, leaving him in a coma, and thus forcing him to leave his unit. He's (thank God) recovered completely, and and itching for another go at being a soldier. He'll be off to training in either South Carolina or Georgia for 12 long weeks of no civilian contact.
That's where I come in-the civilian. No contact with him for 12 hours seems like the biggest challenge in the world and you want me to not talk to him for 12 weeks?! That sounds like a jail sentence for me. Sure, sending letters is one thing, but no response...I can't even imagine...
I can't really describe how I'm feeling overall. Ask my closest friends and they'll tell you it ranges from extreme pride to fear to anger to nervousness back to pride, which quickly turns to, as one of my friends calls it "happy or sad tears" depending on the emotion that came before them-all of this in a matter of minutes mind you. I'm so happy that my man is able to follow his dreams of being a soldier, and don't get me wrong, I'm so ecstatic to be a military wife, and hold down the home-front while he's gone.
It's just all happening so fast.
One minute it was a phone call, the next it was a checklist of things to make sure we do before he leaves and an appointment card for his medical authorization. I feel like I don't really have anyone to talk to about this, vent to about it, or get answers from. Lack of information scares me, and I think that's what is making me as anxious as I am. I'm sure, as most people are saying, everything will be fine-it's just so much at once. In a matter of weeks I'll be married and living in our new house, alone...
I know that's a somber ending, and far from how I'm feeling (these are happy tears, I swear!), but it's the truth of the situation. Life changes aren't always easy or well understood-that's why we as humans hate change. At this point, I'm rolling with the punches, accepting what is coming day by day, and buying lots of red, white and blue...
"A soldier doesn't fight because he hates what is in front of him...A soldier fights because he loves what he left behind."
Until later...
Ok, ok...I didn't keep up with the one post a day thing! I'm mad enough at myself for it, so don't worry about getting on my case too much! Things like school, a house, 3 new furry kiddos and major life changes (not including those already mentioned) have definitely gotten in the way...I think maybe once a week is a good goal for where I'm at in my life currently. We'll see how that goes!
I guess the biggest life change(s) I seemed to gloss over before was the fact that, in a matter of weeks, I'll be saying goodbye to the most important person in my life. My soon (sooner than planned) husband is going to be off to basic training for the military. I've never felt so many emotions at once before. The military is and has always been a dream of his. While in college, at RIT, Dan (said hubby-to-be) was in the Air Force ROTC program. Upon returning from Basic, he was hit head on by a drunk driver, leaving him in a coma, and thus forcing him to leave his unit. He's (thank God) recovered completely, and and itching for another go at being a soldier. He'll be off to training in either South Carolina or Georgia for 12 long weeks of no civilian contact.
That's where I come in-the civilian. No contact with him for 12 hours seems like the biggest challenge in the world and you want me to not talk to him for 12 weeks?! That sounds like a jail sentence for me. Sure, sending letters is one thing, but no response...I can't even imagine...
I can't really describe how I'm feeling overall. Ask my closest friends and they'll tell you it ranges from extreme pride to fear to anger to nervousness back to pride, which quickly turns to, as one of my friends calls it "happy or sad tears" depending on the emotion that came before them-all of this in a matter of minutes mind you. I'm so happy that my man is able to follow his dreams of being a soldier, and don't get me wrong, I'm so ecstatic to be a military wife, and hold down the home-front while he's gone.
It's just all happening so fast.
One minute it was a phone call, the next it was a checklist of things to make sure we do before he leaves and an appointment card for his medical authorization. I feel like I don't really have anyone to talk to about this, vent to about it, or get answers from. Lack of information scares me, and I think that's what is making me as anxious as I am. I'm sure, as most people are saying, everything will be fine-it's just so much at once. In a matter of weeks I'll be married and living in our new house, alone...
I know that's a somber ending, and far from how I'm feeling (these are happy tears, I swear!), but it's the truth of the situation. Life changes aren't always easy or well understood-that's why we as humans hate change. At this point, I'm rolling with the punches, accepting what is coming day by day, and buying lots of red, white and blue...
"A soldier doesn't fight because he hates what is in front of him...A soldier fights because he loves what he left behind."
Until later...
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