It has been quite a while since I've blogged. I feel like so much has happened! For one, I finally made it to Alaska...whoohoo!...miracles really DO happen. I've actually been here for a month and a half. It took the army four months from when my husband walked on post to get us here and lets just say I was not a happy camper. But, I have to say that it was worth the wait. I love being here and being a family again. I love watching my daughter interact with her daddy. She has him wrapped around her little finger and she knows it. It was a little bit of an adjustment for the boys and it took a few weeks for Mason to stop calling our home "daddy's new house" and for Ryan to stop looking at Brad out of the corner of his eye wondering when he was gonna disappear again, but all in all we are all doing really good.
Army life is not for the faint of heart and I am learning that I may have a fainter heart than I thought...lol! I seem to have become a new person and I'm pretty sure that I hate her. I think part of my problem is the extreme fear that I have of getting lost in Alaska, so I stay in the house a lot and keep to myself, which is no good, because I am a big people person and thrive best in a crowd. Being home all the time makes me feel depressed and anxious, so I have set a personal goal for myself to drive to church by myself starting in April... and maybe even Target *gasp!*...lol! I need to learn my way around somehow and being less dependent on Brad would be a good thing. I mean, I love leaning on my husband, but he's not gonna be here during deployments and other missions, so I'm gonna have to swallow my fears and learn how to read a map.
I would also like to take this time to say that if you notice a few blog posts missing it is because I have removed them. The bottom line is that there are going to be people in and out of your life for your whole life and the amazing ones that stick around forever are bound to disappoint us occasionally, as we are them, but who are we to put them on blast and air all of their dirty laundry? I have a bad habit of speaking and/or writing when I am upset and then I hide behind the idea that if these people didn't want everyone knowing how they hurt me then they shouldn't have done it and this is just part of the consequences of extremely stupid decisions on their part, but who am I to deal out "punishments"? I have a choice and that is to stick around and allow them to remain a part of my life or I can get the heck out. I for one do not want the people I love under the scrutiny of others, because of something I have said or done.
So, here's to turning over a new leaf and living our lives in a new home, a very happy home :-)
