I have a heavy heart. I'm in denial that the holidays are coming up. I love Thanksgiving, I love Christmas. I love being with family and friends, laughing late into the night, hanging out with my cousins that I don't see often anymore, it's my favorite part of the year. (Right behind summer, of course. I am not a fan of 20 below weather.)
But this year is different. And I'm sure there will be many years in his career with the Marine Corp that I won't be spending the holidays with him. As I'm bundled up in my Aunt & Uncle's house tomorrow night, having an alcoholic beverage, maybe playing cards and laughing all night, he's training. Of course, it's not near as cold there as it is here so he has one up on me...
I received another letter yesterday. I'm like a kid on Christmas - which is exactly the way he described his feelings when he finally received my letters. There's nothing more comforting than to hear he's okay. He had to take a few days off drill this past week (he wrote this on the 21st) due to dentist appointments. He got glasses through the MCRD but he doesn't necessarily need them. He said the PT work outs are pretty tough - they're only gonna get tougher. He's doing well otherwise, just needs to remember a lot of stuff to keep his squad leader position. He asked for pictures - which I sent the day before I got his letter - because it'd be good motivation for him. He also said that some of the other recruits have shown him pictures of "their ol' lady's" (Yup, I'm his "ol' lady") and they "don't have shit" on me, apparently, haha. Silly boy definitely knows how to make his wife smile.
Some days are definitely better than others - we're going on the fourth week of him being gone so it's not as hard as it was when he first left. Especially now that I have letters to look forward to. I'm ready to get this over with. I'm not ready to spend over $500 in airline tickets in January - especially if we take Ella with. I'm not sure how I feel about that as we'll be super busy. Flying Wednesday, family day Thursday, Graduation Friday, sight seeing Saturday and flying home Sunday. Something that I need to ask Tyler how he feels about. If he definitely wants her to come, then I'll take her. If not, I think it'd be a blast to surprise her... I want to get her a ride on Camaro for Christmas and I'd totally be okay waiting to get that for her until February, more or less, so that he can be there when she gets it. The next big task to accomplish would be to get someone to watch her from Wednesday until Sunday. I'm pretty sure I could talk to his Aunt Linda and her daycare provider, Amanda, and we could work something out. I'll probably write a letter asking him soon because I need to start looking into purchasing airline tickets.
Other than that, there's not much going on. I try not to go to the bars much because the drama isn't worth it to me. I don't need rumors going around, and definitely don't need rumors to get back to Tyler.
64 days. 64 more days of writing letters, maybe a phone call or two, working like crazy, etc. Also homework to do, of course. Three holidays to bust through - yes, New Years is a holiday to me! - and deal with family asking me how I'm doing and how he's doing. In his letter, he said, "I know you're doing well as strong of a person that you are."
"You are given this life because you are strong enough to handle it."
With that being said, I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving. Don't eat too much.
Also, Happy Thanksgiving to all the troops out there that won't be with their loved ones. Because of you, we're able to celebrate Thanksgiving.
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