Relief is one of those emotions that can come cropping up at the most bizarre, and seemingly inappropriate times. So here it comes again:
I am relieved to have finally started this deployment.
We knew this one was coming down the pike for quite a while… Ok, so we didn’t know it 11 months ago when we decided to try for Baboo 2, but soon after that they landed the news in our laps. Then they told us there would be a different deployment to a sandier locale instead of this one. Then they cancelled that and went back to the original schedule.
And all the way through there was the dread, and the raincloud that followed us along because that blip-turning-into-a-mountain known as ‘deployment’ was always on the horizon.
Now… Now homecoming is on the horizon. We’re at the beginning, so it’s farther away than I’d like it, but soon it will become less of a blip too.
I’ve told Little Miss that we will be seeing Daddy around the time that we can go pick pumpkins. Guess what Little Miss asks to do about 5 times an hour? That’s right. Pick pumpkins.
As we wait for those pumpkins to grow and ripen, we’re going to keep ourselves busy. We’ll have good days and bad days. Times when we have fun, and times when we cry missing Daddy (and my love). And, of course there will be those times when I have the pleasure of crying fits and meltdowns in stereo and just want it all to be over.
But we’ll get through it. And eventually the relief will be totally appropriate, as husband will be in our arms again.