This past week has been an emotional roller coaster. One minute I was sad my husband was leaving, one minute I was proud and excited for him, and the next minute I was frustrated. Thursday afternoon came and I kissed my husband bye for what I thought would 2 mths. He drove up to Atlanta to stay with my brother so he would be closer to the base since he had to check in at 10am. He called to check in that night and before leaving for the base, and I didn't cry...I wouldn't let myself fall apart in front of the kids. He surprised me and called me just before checking in, and I lost it and had to step out of the classroom for a few minutes. I was overwhelmed that this was the last time I would hear his voice for the next two months, and the panic of being away from him overcame me. Throughout the day I tried to relax and not think about him, but he was always in my thoughts. That night I went out with my friends from work, and did the best I could to relax and have fun. I spent my 2nd night alone, hoping it would get easier.
Then came the phone call at 7am that would change everything. The emotions I experienced next were anger and sadness. My husband called with the news that he had BARELY missed one of the requirements (and I mean JUST BARELY) and they had sent him home. I have never heard my husband sound so upset, and it broke my heart for him. He was frustrated that he had worked so hard to only be sent him before he even got started training.
So, I don't know what the future holds for us as for as the Army goes, but I know that we just have to trust in the Lord and know that things happened like they did because He has a bigger plan for our family. I pray that the Lord shut all doors that need to be shut, and show us to the ones we need to go through. At the end of the day I am happy to have my husband home, but sad that he is hurting.
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