Long Story Short....

So, it's a rather long story, but I will condense it for you.  About a month ago, we were told that we would be moving next spring/summer, on schedule.  My husband was also told that he would have normal duty until then which consists of typically 2-3 weeks gone each month flying missions on the C-17.  Well, last week he was stopped by his Commander and was told that he is deploying to Afghanistan, will be flying a new jet, and it will all start to happen (training followed by the deployment) in February.  This sounds like a long time from now, but when he's gone at least half of the month each month, that leaves us with 2 months where we'll be together to get packed up and ready to move me and the kids to Kentucky for the nearly 16 months that we'll be separated.

I can't go into details about his deployment, nor do I probably even know them all (for security reasons), but suffice it to say it's not "as" safe as his last deployment. It also was a shock, plain and simple, that he got it.  Of course in the military we all know that deployments happen - that's a fact of military life.  BUT, when you're told you won't be going on one, and then your wife takes that to heart and gets comfortable, it's a shocker when she hears one day when you come home for lunch that you'll be leaving.

We are getting down to business though now, already, preparing to move a whole house.  I also have to wrap up my Master's classes for now.  Because I am seeking certification to teach, I have to have a mentor at a local school and moving will throw a kink in that and set me back a semester or two.  Not to mention that I now have to decide what to store, what to take, what to throw away, and what to give away in order to pack.  I thought I had until next spring!!!!!

Your kind words, thoughts, and prayers are appreciated.  It is what it is, and we will get through it like we always do. I can tell you that I have such a strong testimony of the purpose of families and the roles of parents, and being apart only strengthens it. I know that my Heavenly Father will not give us more than we can bear.  As part of Psalms 2:12 says, "Blessed are all they that put their trust in him."  I know that Peter will be safe, and we will make it through this difficult time.  We are doing all that we can together - trying to build some memories - as a family during the days/weeks that Peter is actually here in town before we move in February.  That will explain my sparse stamping.  Not to mention that the kids have school, soccer, I have my Master's classes, volunteer work, and we have all of our other normal obligations to meet that don't "care" if we're going to move in a few months.  Packing up a 4-bedroom house is going to be fun - or NOT!! ;)  Ha ha ha.

So....have a wonderful day and a fabulous weekend!

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