Has it really been over a month since our two month anniversary? Since that very sweet surprise?
Since I updated last?
Every time I turn around I find that time has simply disappeared. Here we are, married for over three beautiful, blessed months, more in love than ever before. Truly, these have been the most amazing months of my life. But that time has flown much too quickly. It scares me to think that if three months of marital bliss can be over in a wink and a blink, the next five weeks will surely be over in less than a wink. I’m having a strong hate relationship with reality. Because while I sit here reveling in and soaking up the beauty of marriage, reality is that I only have five weeks left with my dear and sweet husband. That war in Iraq that is taking my husband away from me is the deepest and darkest dread of my life. But while I’m going to experience grief and loneliness, you really do have no idea how proud I am of my man and all the other soldiers who put their lives on the line for our protection and freedom. The sacrifices made are indeed very hard… But we’re talking about the stuff that makes America the land of the free and home of the brave. And that, my friends, happens to make me only love and admire my man all the more.
