It is Monday! Normally, I wouldn't follow the word "Monday" with and exclamation point... but today... I am thrilled it is Monday. By the time next Monday rolls around, I will be in Fort Jackson with my husband! I am counting down the days!
I usually love the weekends. Who doesn't, right? Lately, with Scott away, my weekends seem to stretch on forever. Why do the weekends seem so much lonelier? Maybe it is because our pace slows down. Maybe it is because weekends are our "family time". Maybe it is a little of both... or a lot of both!
I found myself wandering aimlessly around the house on Saturday afternoon. It was as if I was just looking for something to do. (It certainly wasn't because there was a lack of housework. I had enough laundry to keep me busy for three days! I had one kid that just returned home from Church camp and another preparing to leave. Dirty camp clothes... ugh!) I walked into the kitchen and paused for a minute to look out the back door. As I stood there noticing a lawn in desperate need of some rain, I could almost picture Scott throwing the football with Trevor and Anna Claire. I could picture him hiking it under his arm as he went over to the grill to check on supper. I really miss him. I opened the door, sat down on the back steps, and felt my eyes begin to fill.(There is something about my back steps that does it to me every time. I guess I will have to quit sitting there!) Not wanting my kids to see me upset...I stood up, came back in, and went to the freezer to see what kind of frozen pizza we had! Back to reality!
I talked to Scott for what seemed like hours Sunday. We talked about our plans for the Fourth of July. We talked about Trevor and Anna Claire's camp schedules. We talked about the services each of us had attended that morning. We talked about movies. We talked about Army uniforms. We talked about the "heart" he has for our soldiers. We talked about the new friendships we have made. We talked about everything... from the largest to the smallest details! Usually... I talk, and he listens... but this time...we talked! I love to hear him tell me about the friendships he has formed with some of the other guys in the Chaplaincy. He told me that Sunday was his longest, loneliest day. We were both anticipating the beginning of the new week. At least during the week, we all stay busy!
Next week, however, I won't wish for speedy days. I want to enjoy every minute I spend in Fort Jackson. The kids are excited about next week, too. Anna Claire can't wait to see Scott...such a Daddy's girl. Trevor can't wait to check out every aspect of life on an Army Post. I cant wait to meet (in person) some of the new friends I've made. Most of all, I just can't wait to see my husband again!
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3 comments:
I know how you feel. I really miss my husband, too. There is a possibility that I could go to Fort Jackson on the 4th...pray about that.
Praying for you and your family.
~~Rachel
www.nothinggold.net
This post is so real. My husband has been to Afghanistan and Iraq, and I will say that weekends are definitely the longest and the loneliest.
However, just like you posted, absence sometimes allows for the most precious communication.
So glad you'll be together soon.
Patti N
Fort Benning, GA
You're a beautiful writer. Glad you finally started blogging!!
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