I put this list together one night when my husband was deployed, our oldest son was tucked in his crib and sound asleep and like usual at the time, I couldn't sleep for anything no matter how hard I tried!
- I
know what it means to watch him leave knowing that he puts his life on the
line for this country, and at any second a crazy thing could happen.
- I
got married in the quickest of ways, oh and I flew across the country to
marry my Sailor.
- Pillowcase?
Uhm...no. More like hubby's t-shirt which I refuse to wash until I receive
a freshly scent-locked-into-a-box one.
- And
guess what my PJ t-shirt is...
- I
won’t lie, my husband has bought me a stick of his deodorant so I can use
it while he’s gone, so I can still smell him even when he is miles away,
oh and I also use his cologne while he’s away <3
- Much
to my mother's remorse / concern, I'm slowly learning exciting things
about how to be a mechanic because no one else will do it for me for an
honest price -- or honesty period.
- Most
phone calls to my father are short, sweet, and to the point – “So dad, I
have an ant problem, what do I do” “Uh, my stove light blew up..yes up in
the HOT oven! What do I do” “Dad, how do I change my oil?”
- I
feel things deeply -- but rarely show them publicly.
- The
ocean habitat is NOT my friend... it's a ticking timebomb that could do
amazing things either for or to a ship, and I'd rather not think about
that.
- I
know what it’s like to wear dog-tags on a daily basis while he’s away,
just because it’s makes me feel closer to him.
- I
have learned not every state refers to soda as “pop”, a vaccum as
“sweeper”
- Math
may have thrown me for a total loop, but I know our needs and our pay
don't always add up unless the goal is a negative banking balance.
- I
can't complain about the price of groceries or the amount of the paychecks
received because I love him too much and consider our relationship too
important to be at work when he's home. Hence, I do not have a job.
- When
asked where I live, I can easily be honest by saying,
"Everywhere" or "The world is my home!" That's right.
Becoming a Navy wife automatically creates an instant philosopher.
- I
treasure the little moments - cooking with him, cleaning with him,
cuddleing with him, even the little arguments we have, even the fact that
he likes to leave his socks laying around, I miss everything about him
when he’s gone.
- fun
with other people, scrapbooking, crafts and his/my gaming systems are all
fast forward buttons.
- My
son’s defenitley keeps me busy as well.
- Any
contact with him is more awesomer than Christmas in July, and yes,
awesomer is considered a word here.
- I'm
pretty much a professional at entertaining myself.
- I
like abbreviations a lot more now.
- Craft
projects involve building a box and stuffing it full of random gag gifts,
snacks, and other gifts for him.
- Someone's
always trying to sell me something home-made because they're SAHWs (Stay
At Home Wives) too. So we all cycle our money around because I sell homemade
stuff too. No one gets richer. It's a stuff-swap.
- When
he's away, it's not at all abnormal for me to watch the oddest things
until 0500.
- It’s
even normal to not be able to sleep at all, and still manage to take care
of our two son’s, 20 months and 4 months with NO HELP!
- I
tell time in hundreds, but still catch myself wanting to say "oh
eight hundred a.m."
- I
do not suffer from confusion, but from oganized chaos.
- I
know what pilots the Navy. Me, and every other wife out there. And we're
quite the monstrous force of nature, if I do say so myself.
- I
know to never take a moment for granted.
- When
he’s deployed, I know what it’s like to fear a knock on my door.
- Homecoming
is the best feeling in the entire world! (and I’m not talking about a
dance)
- I
know what it’s like to see my husband in uniform and just swell with
pride.
- I
know what it’s like to stand on a ship pier in the middle of the night, or
in the wee hours of the morning to either send my husband off or to pick
him up.
- I
know what it’s like to check my email, phone and facebook more times then
I can count in one day when he’s away!
- I know what it’s like to say goodbye to friends that became family, pack up a house and move across the country to a new place I’ve never been too.
Hi Robin! I had a question for you about possibly collaborating on something and was hoping you could email me back to discuss? Thanks so much!
ReplyDelete- Emma
emmabanks9 (at) gmail (dot) com