A week in the life....

Well we have made it one week. It has been the longest week ever. In case anyone is wondering what the life of a deployed loved one is, I will let you know.

For the past week I have not gone any where without my cell phone in my hand or the house phone in the other hand. We never know when that precious phone call will come in. We also don't know for how long we will get to talk, just FYI, the average has been 4 minutes. It is amazing how much you can cram into that short amount of time.

Another part of our life is learning to go on 2 nights sleep in a week. We have learned what it is like to have such great friends that they are now considered family. We also have to learn to make it thru the evenings and nights alone. While our loved ones are away we also learn to do things we never thought we could. Sometimes I sit out at night and watch the moon rise and realize that where Mike is the moon is setting. I hope that as I look up that Mike is looking up at the same time. Even though I know Mike does not have internet access right now I have sent him an e-mail every night so that when he does get it he will have something to read.

Many do not realize that yes we now have computers and web cams but while they are overseas not all of that works the best, so we also have to get used to dropped phone calls, sand storms wrecking havoc on the internet and that they just don't have the time to call all the time. I am not one to moan, whine and cry when I don't hear from Mike everyday because I realize he is doing his job over there and he will call when he can. With that being said, it does not mean that I sit here at night and now worry about him because I do. I won't lie, the nights here are hell but I also know what he is going thru is far worse than what we are going thru here back home.

A very dear friend of mine took Kyla with her Friday night and took her Mother's Day shopping for me. She got me a new swimsuit and coverup. I told my friend she didn't have to do that and her reply was "I know I didn't have to, I wanted to". I honestly do not know what we would do without our friends here.

It is hard to explain to Kyla when we see homecoming signs why her daddy isn't coming home now with them. People tend to forget that even though she is a teenager, the older kids have problems too and they need support and guidance.

As being apart we also learn that on laundry days how much it hurts when we don't have their laundry to do. We also learn how to have dinner's without them. As we sit down to dinner each night we pray not only for Mike but for all of our soldiers to return home soon and safe. Another dear friend of mine is getting ready to welcome home her soldier and I am so happy for her and her kids.

Please remember us in your prayers and thoughts and all of our service members and please remember that just because our children may be little or big they too are hurting on the inside.