A friend of mine once explained it as there is "real time" and there is "deployment time." And I have to say I agree. In "real time" days pass by one after another, but when you are on "deployment time" you make every day, every minute and every second count. You find yourself laying in bed thinking "two more nights and I will be alone in this bed." Well, despite trying to stretch every second....the deployment came. And he's gone. I am now finding myself in the position of trying to be a mom and a dad for two babies. It's kind of like my first solo flight. The tower is spouting out instructions faster than you can comprehend, you are trying to descend at a steady rate, while keeping you airspeed constant, while not letting the wind blow you off course, while trying to say the proper things back to the tower, and all the time in your mind you are just desperately praying that you somehow make it through alive!!! And then you land (aka: the twins go down for their naps), but then you have to take off and do it all over again. Except instead of a few hours, I will be doing this for a year!! Thank goodness for mommy's that insist on coming to help you. :)
Well, enough about me....more about my poor husband. He called me Wednesday night from Maine, our last words while in the same country, and said all was going well so far and he was about to board a plane for the long trip overseas. Then today, I got an email from him saying that he had made it to Kuwait!!! WOOHOO!!! Unfortunately for him it was a warm 130 degrees. Perfect for a walk in the park eh? I have not tested it out yet, but I am 99% sure my body would shut down and refuse to function at that temperature. When I visited Death Valley, CA it was 118 degrees and I thought I might cease to exist.....and I was wearing shorts, a tank top and flip flops....which last I checked is much cooler than all out, full blown battle rattle. Really I am not sure why terrorist are so bent on keeping that place, if I was going to fight I would want to be fighting for some beautiful island in the Caribbean....that's just me though. Don't knock it till you have tried it, or something like that.
OK, well the twins are sleeping so I should go try and get a few things on the never ending to do list done. Please be praying for my soldier boy and all the other troops overseas!!
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