Monday, February 28, 2011

One day at a time

Well I finally talked with my husband for this first time during this training. It was so nice to be able to hear his voice. Sometimes I wonder if it makes it harder though actually talking to him. I do so good and then just feel like it all goes down hill.

Ever feel like your in this alone? Like no one gives a damn? I'm there every day. I feel like everyone said they'd be there to support me. They'd be my shoulder. They'd visit. They'll make sure to help me keep my mind off things but when it came down to me needing them it was just me standing all alone. I guess thats a good thing in a way. It's teaching me to be independent but everyone needs that shoulder to cry on once in awhile. They need to hear that it's all going to be ok. Problem is I do hear it once in awhile but it's just empty words. Not many people can say they get to have a second honeymoon. Us military wives have many lol

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