Alone In The Breakroom...
As I sit here in the breakroom at work...alone. I can't help but think this time next year I'll be welcoming my husband home. We'll be going home to our friends and family in Michigan and I will finally get the wedding I dreamed of. Then like any other daydream it gets ripped apart before I get all of that, I have to deal with the goodbye and the stress of him being gone a whole year. I can't anticipate his arrival back to the states because he hasn't left yet. Someone asked me yesterday how I felt about Alex deploying. I simply shrugged my shoulders. I don't know how to feel about it yet. All I know is that I don't want him to go, but I can't be selfish either. This is the lifestyle he signed up for and this is the lifestyle I married into. I keep telling myself to be strong and that this year will fly by just like the past 6 months have flown by. I am constantly letting Alex know that I am strong enough to handle this on my own, but really I am scared...