It is now the end of December and I must say that Mr. Time has honored my request of time moving by at a quick pace, now if only he can keep this up through the better part of the next year and I will forever be indebted to him.
Soon Alan will be off to Afghanistan again. Its a hard pill to swallow knowing that at the age of 22 my husband of almost 3 years will be headed off to war for a third time. I have faith that God will bring him back home to Dexter and I, and I have faith in Alan as a Marine, and I also have faith regardless of how many weeks we go in between phone calls or letters that this deployment will strengthen our commitment to each other, our family, and our marriage. My heart still hurts though.
I feel like living the military life accelerates life for those who choose this path. Your twenties are typically they years where you finish college start a career and find the man of your dreams. These days (for me at least) in the military community its spending months being married to your cell phone and praying that your not a widow by the age of 25. Its not something we want to think about, but its always there. Especially for those who are married to a man whose job is less than "safe".
Well, thats all for now. Dman is in bed and I need some hubby snuggles while they are still available. I am going to do my best this year to keep up with my blog.
Cherish your family and the time that you have with them.
xoxo
Stephanie
