The moving truck is on it's way. My husband is just about done with checking out and we have a goodbye dinner planned for Thursday night. The end is here! Yet I find myself feeling wistful and a little sad, not because I'll miss the military or North Carolina (the heat? no thanks!). I think back of the beginning days of this journey when I didn't know a dang person in the whole state and how lonely it seemed. Now that I'm leaving all the amazing friends I've made here I feel the loneliness creeping in again. I know it's the name of the game with the military, you move away or your friends move away, but it doesn't make it any easier. So I'll get all reminiscent and post some old memory laden pictures.
I've never had a group of friends so fantastic. It's different when everyone's husbands are in the military because you already have that immediate bond of sisterhood. We are have the same things to get through and we can relate to each other like no one else. We've helped each other through deployments, field ops, family troubles, lonely holidays, and we've even experienced the joy of a friend having a baby. It's been a long, hard road these last two years but I wouldn't change it for the world. Without the hardships and heartache I would never have experienced the help and love of true friends. I will miss each and every one of you and I am forever thankful we entered each others lives. Know that there is always a hot meal and a soft bed waiting for you in Maine whenever you want them. We're only a phone call away. I love you guys.
Until next time,