Oh Gosh. Where do I begin?
What started out as an unintentional hiatus from the blogging world slowly became intentional. Both mine and Jimmy’s worlds were turned upside down as soon as I came back home. But before I make it sound like I’m throwing us a pity party, I’ll share a little bit of our trip with you all. I took way too many photos to post in one entry so you’ll be seeing some more in the future…
As soon as I got there, he wanted to run a couple errands around the base so I tagged along while he did that, then we had dinner, and back to the hotel to relax. We took a million and a half pictures
We went on walks almost every day and talked for hours,
I DID get a little bored when he had to work…
(only posting this because seeing our toothbrushes together again makes me VERY happy)
And on one of my last days there we sat outside on a picnic bench and enjoyed Swedish fish and coffee, and mainly talked about the week and how great it was to be together again, even if just for a week.
He always has food in his mouth when I take pictures of him.
I think I beat my record on most pictures posted in an entry. Sorry, but I had to!
The trip out there was simply, amazing. There are no other words. We were like newlyweds all over again. When I first pulled up in the backseat of the cab and saw him standing outside waiting for me, I began to feel nervous, weak in the knees at the sight of him, and those fluttery feelings in my tummy that are all too familiar came back, full force. I’m so glad that I lugged around my camera because looking through the photos of us has helped me deal with the pain of going back home without him.
Getting back into the swing of things when we said goodbye was much harder than we thought it would be. We knew saying goodbye would be difficult, but neither of us were expecting it to be THIS difficult, since we had done it before. I found myself not wanting to get out of bed every single morning and asking God if I could just sleep and hibernate until he comes home. Meanwhile, Jimmy was getting more and more responsibilities thrown on him and his 8 hour work days slowly turned into 12, then 16 and so on. With both of us being overwhelmed at how quickly things changed and the sadness of having to be apart yet again, things got really, well…painful. But after some long talks and tears, we are both slowly starting to feel better and trying to make the best of our situation.
We also got some news a few days ago that was hard for us to swallow. The Air Force base in Alaska that we were assigned to go to pretty much got tired of waiting and without sparing you all the boring technical details, told us that we will not be sent there after all. So Alaska will no longer be our home for the next few years. Since February we had been dreaming of what our lives would be like there, so yes…that was indeed sad news. But, we are picking ourselves back up, detaching ourselves from Alaska, and in the midst of all this confusion and uncertainty, trusting that God will put us where we are needed and that there is a reason for all of this.
So maybe you didn’t see this post going in that direction. I hope it wasn’t too Debbie Downer-ish. But really, we’re doing okay now! We were left with amazing memories to hold us over a little bit longer until he returns home for good. And who knows where we will end up? But that is something else for us to look forward to…a whole new life, in a whole new place and a whole new adventure to look forward to! Here’s to knowing what we signed up for, tackling the many more curveballs that will get thrown at us and handling them with grace, and to growing as a Military family. And don’t worry, I’ll be keeping you posted whenever we find anything out 
