2d MLG Fwd posted pictures on FB today of the Marines "enjoying" their Easter. Luke did not recognize the picture of Kent. Then he asked me "is Daddy died?"
As bad as this deployment is for me, it will never be as awful as it is for the kids.
Life at the Mercy of the Marine Corps or The Adventures of Making a New Home Every Three Years.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Time
We passed the two month mark last week. K told me the other day that time is going by quickly for him. I can't say it's moving quickly for me. Time is moving so slowly that I'm genuinely surprised when I realize how long he has been gone. Time seems to move even more slowly when I realize how much longer he will be gone.
It's hard for me to find a way to approach "time" optimistically. We have 1/6 of the deployment behind us. I wish I could be happy about that, but the voice in my head that says "There is still 5/6 left to go" is too loud for me to ignore. I'm terrified that we'll get to the halfway point and all I will feel is anger that we still have another 6 months to wait. I'm sure that's a self-fulfilling worry and I'm doing my best to try to change my mindset.
It's hard for me to find a way to approach "time" optimistically. We have 1/6 of the deployment behind us. I wish I could be happy about that, but the voice in my head that says "There is still 5/6 left to go" is too loud for me to ignore. I'm terrified that we'll get to the halfway point and all I will feel is anger that we still have another 6 months to wait. I'm sure that's a self-fulfilling worry and I'm doing my best to try to change my mindset.
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