40 years and 1 month...that's how old I am today.
On August 8th, I turned 40 years old.
On August 7th, my husband came home from Iraq...my birthday present from God as an answer to prayer!
I hadn't seen Robino since October 20, 2009.
The last 10 months of my life as an Army wife have been some of the most heart-wrenching times of my life. We hadn't gotten to skype, phone calls were spaced weeks at a time, and email didn't happen for us until the last 3 months of this deployment...needless to say, I've cried too many tears during the lonely times, especially when our communication was one way...I couldn't call him and so I resorted to being "one of those Army wives" who gripped her cell phone like a lifeline, waiting for his call.
However, this time apart hasn't been a negative experience. I discovered that I'm pretty resourceful and independent...I've moved to Kentucky from Texas, rented our house out in Kentucky, moved back to Texas and this time pulling a U-haul trailor, then rented a house in Texas and moved our remaining household items from storage to our new casa...all by myself, with Betty and Beulah, the Darling Doxies by my side through it all!
So, here I am now, 40 years and 1 month old...and the honeymoon phase is just about over and I've decided to resume my life...so what to do with myself? Well, I received a guitar last Friday from Robino as a birthday gift. It has always been a desire of mine to put music to the numerous songs I've written over the years and guitar is my instrument of choice...especially because I want to learn how to play Flamenco and Rumba style.
Other pursuits in my future are to ride a bike, play tennis, and maybe take up golf...and live to be 120 years old!!!
3 comments:
I'm glad your husband is safely home. Mine went to Vietnam shortly before our 1st wedding anniversary (in the summer of 1968). In those days, the only form of communication was letters. So I do understand how hard it is not to hear on a regular basis. At that time, there were wives who got letters from their husband AFTER they were already informed their husbands had been killed in the line of duty. (The letters took a week or so to get to us then.) War is hard on everyone...that's for sure, but I'm glad your husband is home safely and that you did so well being independent while he was gone. I hope for many happy years ahead for you.
God is faithful. Better than what we could have ever dreamed. I am so happy Robin is home and can't wait to hear about your guitar skills!
Oh, Christie! You are such a brave, strong woman, and I admire you so much! Please know that when you're lonely, this IH is only a phone call away! Love ya, chica, and I can't wait to hear some flamenco tunes the next time I see you! XOXOX
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