Sweet Reunion

The day finally came! And it came earlier than we had anticipated!  My hubby is home from Afghanistan!  All the children except our oldest (he had to work) went to the airport with me.  We waited for  a while and the children were a little restless as they waited but they did a good a job.

One lady who arrived from a different flight saw my daughter holding the sign we had specially made for our reunion.  She approached her and told her to please give her dad a big hug and kiss for her and to say thank you and that many were very proud of him.  It caused my daughter a bit of a shock.  After all who is this strange lady asking her to kiss her dad for her.  LOL  But it made me cry and I told the the lady would we tell him and thank you.

I was a little concerned about whether the youngest ( not quite two years old yet) would remember her daddy.  Skype is an amazing tool and I think it helped a lot in this regard.  One of my older daughters was taking photos so we didn’t get the shot I would have liked to have had.  It was priceless to me and I will remember it forever.  When her daddy came walking toward her, the three siblings closest in age to her went running.

She stood there in what seemed like shock with her arms outstretched for a several seconds before she could even seem to get her feet to move!  Then she went running into her daddy’s arms.  She recognized him and was so thrilled to see her daddy!

We are all so very glad to have our family back together again.  It seems a bit strange to be honest.

Hubby is adjusting to being back in the states.  He is still adjusting to the cooler weather here at home. Things like walking into a grocery store seem strange to him.  Not hearing the big guns on a regular basis and not having sand filled air seems strange to him.  He has forgotten which drawer the silverware is kept in.  But he is glad to be home and we are so glad to have him home.  He is still not sleeping well.  So pray for him. Between the time difference and his Afghanistan dreams sleep has been difficult.

He has also jumped right in at home.  He was surprised at the amount of lightbulbs that needed to be changed. (hanging my head in shame, LOL)  He has done several small repairs already.  One thing that is strange to me but also a nice break is that our youngest has changed from crying out for Momma in the middle of night to crying out for Daddy.

So, he is home and life is grand.  Blogging may be a bit sparser than usual just because we are enjoying time together as a family. Hubs gets two weeks off and we plan on enjoying every minute of it together.

“Welcome home Dear, we love you and are so very, very happy to have you home!”

Celebrating My Hubby!

Today is my husband’s birthday.  He is still in Afghanistan but should be home soon.  I miss him dearly.  I am so anxious for him to finally arrive safe and sound here at home in Alaska!  I am so very thankful for him!

I am so very proud of him too!  We found out a week or so ago that he was selected for major and should hopefully be pinning on his new rank sometime around May. He works so hard and gives so much to others!

I love you darling!  Happy birthday!  See you soon!

Deployment News

I thought that I would share an update. First let me say that I am so glad that this deployment will soon be coming to an end! We have had six months of what seems to be almost constant stress and mini crisis. If it isn’t one thing going wrong it is another. The Lord has been so gracious to us though. He has provided us with a church family that has showered us with the love of Christ. It has been YEARS since we have seen the love of Christ flow in this manner toward our family! I am so thankful!

We have been separated 177 days. We have approximately 35 days to go (maybe a week more–who knows for sure). I was hoping that the home stretch would snowball and pass quickly but that does not seem to be the way of things. The days seem to be growing longer even as the Alaska days are growing shorter. How does that happen??? Maybe we are too anxiously awaiting my husband’s return but it is hard to do otherwise.

So we are doing what we can. Keeping busy with our school lessons and a multitude of extra curricular activities hoping to pass the time more quickly. We are trying to enjoy the beautiful September days before the snow begins to fall.

But what is my hubby up too? Good question. He doesn’t really share much with me about what he is dealing with over there. We will have plenty of time to discuss that when he gets home if he is ready to share. Every now and then the PRT (Provincial Reconstruction Team in Kunar Province) shares a little of what is going on. Hubby told me about this the other day and it was nice to read an article with hubby quoted and a photo of him at work, even if it is a back shot!

Here is the article on the Kunar team commemorating Patriot Day and the ninth anniversary of the 9/11 terrorist attacks on New York City’s Twin Towers, the Pentagon and those lost in Shanksville, Pa.

Please take a moment to pop over and read the short article. Make sure to leave me a comment today too! Your comments always make me smile!

Afghanistan Wal*Mart

Hubby decided to go shopping.
Who knew they had a Wal*Mart even in Afghanistan? Hehe

Cycles of Sadness

Struggling here a little bit.  This is our longest deployment and I am learning new things.  The Lord can really use a time like this to stretch and grow his children.  With my hubby gone I really have no one to count on, except the Lord.  It makes me realize how much I depend on my hubby and how often I bypass the Lord and trust in my hubby instead.  I am forced now more that ever to trust God and to pray.  That is a good thing.  Though the situations that draw us to our knees are not always comfortable.

I have also noticed something about longer deployments.  There are cycles.  I don’t know if this is true for everyone but it is proving to be so around here.  We will be doing just fine and then wham!  We are hit with another wave of sadness, loneliness, grieving, and heavy concern.  The children will be extra cranky and teary eyed.  I will anxious, easily frustrated, feel a deep sense of loneliness and sadness.  I just want to crawl into bed and stay there.  Thankfully, my life does not afford me that much freedom and I am forced to go on.

I am not like this all the time.  In fact, I am not like this most of the time.  It only lasts for a few days to a week and then I am okay and doing rather well.  Thankfully, the children and I are on different cycles too.  So, I am able to comfort them when I am in a good frame of mind.  These cycles tend to come about every 4-6 weeks.

Why is it that no one told me about this?  That I should expect it?  Maybe it is something that is just unique to us but somehow I cannot imagine that to be the case.

Maybe things differ with the amount of support one receives.  I do have a great church family and a few good friends who check in on me.  I often wonder how families with no support and without the Lord handle things.  I think of way back before technology.  How did the families of WWII handle the lack of communication?!  What I endure cannot even compare to that!  I get to be in contact with my hubby a few times a week.

Now before you start thinking I am having a pity party, I AM NOT!  I am not looking to make my situation seem worst than anyone else, though there are circumstances that are unique to my hubby’s position that do have added concerns.  I am not saying poor me, we DID sign up for this.  Serving our country is an honor!

I am simply saying that sometimes this whole, “Hubby is in the war zone” thing is hard!

I am so very thankful for those who are supportive and caring.  I do however get really tired of the “Suck it up and get over it” attitude that is given off by many, many, many a person though. Sadly, that attitude is given off by those who you would think would be the most supportive.

That is all.  There is my struggle and there is my rant.

I pray that today is a better day than yesterday and that the Lord will guide me and give me wisdom in ministering to my children today.  I am thankful that the Lord is a father to the fatherless.  May my children see that during this time of separation and may I be able to help them to see that.  I pray that the Lord continues to work mightily through the ministry of my hubby in Afghanistan and that He would be his shield and protection.

Beauty in Afghanistan

My hubby shared a photo he took in Afghanistan.  So I decided to share with you as well.  Enjoy.