Life Happens Fast

A little summery of a month ago (September): My husbands was out on mission with a convoy in Afghanistan. His squad ended up driving over an Improvised Explosive Device (IED). Fortunately, all of the guys ended up coming out alive with minor injuries, except for my husband who suffered a concussion, some fractures among a few other minor injuries. From that day on he had been going from hospital to hospital, base to base, seeing a slew of doctors. We both knew going home was very possible at this point.

Two and a half weeks ago I was in Los Angeles working my part time server job waiting for my husband to come back home from Afghanistan. I went through my normal routine day which consisted of work and going home to craft and wait to see if my husband found access to a phone. This day he did find access to a phone where he called and and gave me the best and most live changing news yet! He said they were sending him back to base in the states and he would be coming home in a week and a half. At this point I was so excited because I knew I was finally going to get to see him again after 5 months deployment. Prior to his leaving we were long distance and were married only a month before he left so we had never lived together. This news about him coming home meant a few things, life as a couple was finally going to be "normal" (not long distance), but in order for that to happen I would be packing up my belongings and driving to Texas where life is much different than what I am used to in Los Angeles. I was a little nervous and sad to leave my friends and family behind but I was so excited to see what the future had on this new chapter in my life.

A week later I packed my car, filling every last crevice (except the driver and two passenger seats) with all the clothes and housewares that I had already purchased for when we finally had our own place. Both my parents were kind enough to take some time off of work to accompany/share the drive with me all the way to Texas (over 24 hour drive).  Off we went, so many thoughts and emotions ran through my head as I saw my city get smaller and smaller through my rear view mirror. Excitement about all that was to come, about finally getting to see my husband again, fear about moving to a place foreign to me and leaving all I knew behind. Of course I would be coming back home, but for the year to come Texas was to be home for me.

Two days after our departure we were in Texas, I got to finally hug my husband and a couple of hours later we were going from store to store shopping for things for our new one bedroom apartment. This past week we have enjoyed cooking together and seeing one another when he gets home from work. It is so nice to look back and see what has gotten me where I am now, a lot that I didn't notice until now. A big reminder life is happening, and its happening fast!