This morning I got to talk to my husband. I wasn't sure if I would be able to because I was going to be running around a lot today, but it worked out that he called at just the right time. It made the busy day I had ahead of me just that much better. Starting off talking to him, no matter what it is about, always makes my day. I just love how we talk to each other as if we were not separated by thousands of miles, like we were just filling each other in on what happened at work. Simple, yet loving.
What was really insane about the day is that my daughters went to a summer day camp again this week, only this time, it was a horse camp and they allowed my younger daughter to participate. I misjudged my travel time to get there, so we were quite a bit late. Luckily, they didn't miss much and were still very happy to be there. So, with the girls away, Daniel and I had the whole morning and early afternoon together. We decided to have a "nice place" (Daniel's words) breakfast. Daniel had his heart set on pancakes. It was fun because he and I just hung out together talking and playing. We then went to the movies and saw Winnie the Pooh. Daniel loved it... I was bored. It didn't bother me though because it wasn't for me, it was for him and he felt special the he got to do something special too, just like his sisters were doing. After the movie we drove to pick up the girls and then headed home. We rested at home for the late afternoon (everyone was exhausted) and I treated them to McDonald's for dinner and even let them have ice cream for dessert.
I find myself writing more to my husband everyday. I wrote him an email last night at 1:30am to tell him all about the day's events. I just want him to have something to read whenever he can, even if I don't get a reply. I know it is there for him to read when he can't talk to me, just like I have his emails to read over and over again when I don't hear from him. We both have said that when we are reading the emails sent by the other, we hear exactly how it would sound in the others voice. It is my favorite part of reading his emails. He says the sweetest things that make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, but it is when I hear it in his voice that really makes me feel like he is saying it, like he is right here with me. When I miss him, I read his emails or listen to one of the voicemails he left on my phone. The little things that keep me going.
So, today, I was sitting at the McDonald's watching my kids play and thought of Ian. I thought of the few times we took them there together just so we could sit and talk without having the kids all over us. It was how we got "alone" time without hiring a babysitter. So, I took the chance to email him. I couldn't tell him much about my day that he didn't already know, but I just wanted him to know I was thinking about him, that I am doing ok, and, most of all, that I am so proud of what he is doing and proud to be his wife. They are things he already knows, but I have learned, that mostly when something is put on your heart to say, there is a reason for it. I also know that soldiers, just like everyone else, need to hear that they are supported by the people they love and that those people are proud of them. The job they do is hard and even the toughest guys need to know they are loved, supported, and have made their loved ones proud. So, no matter who it is, soldier or not, tell them. It may just come at the time they need to hear it the most. I know it has for me, several times and not just from my husband, but from my best friend, my parents, and my siblings. A simple 5 word sentence can change a person's day from bad to good in about 2.5 seconds.... I am proud of you.
Another day gone.... Another day survived... Another day closer.
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