"How are y'all doing?" You may ask...
We're losing our freakin' minds.
(Post clarification: Andrew blogged this a couple days ago, but I must explain that he doesn't mean "losing our minds" from happiness. He's concisely expressing how difficult it has continued to be...still!...even on the downhill side and so near the end. We thought it would get easier. But even in the happiness of seeing time pass, we just find ourselves so sick and tired of the same old separation, the same old pain, the same old constraints, the same old struggles, the same old limited forms of communication, the same old helpless feeling. Patience wears thin and then thinner. Grace eludes us. It's about to make us crazy... Even now, almost a year after he first deployed and with a mere 3 or so months left. We truly feel as though we may be losing our minds.)
3 comments:
I love your honesty! And the realness of that blog. How true that it would get old and even more painful when it would seem that it would be getting easier because its getting closer. Reminds of going on a run. And the closer to the end is when your legs give way and the pain really is the worst, even though you have hope of the end. Its the hardest part.
It's gotta be a killer. I remember growing up on base with families separated while husbands and fathers were in Vietnam or Okinawa. It was all around me. My dad never had to deploy and for this I am thankful. I can't imagine. Such sacrifices!
Hang in there, guys!
Love you both and well pleased with the direction of your hearts, dedication to your goals, and passion for your life race. Dad H
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