I apologize for the lack of entries lately. I really do have a reason!
Dan came home from being out to sea for 5 days on Thursday. It was awesome. I went to the base to pick him up and ran to him like he had just come home from a deployment. The joy, relief, and love I felt at that moment was amazing. I had made it through the first work-up! I was still alive! Dan and I spent an amazing weekend in each others arms and saying corny little "I love yous" to each other.
On Monday morning at 4:15am we woke to the alarm yelling, "It's time to rip your heart out again!!! WAKE UP!" *Sigh* Somehow I rolled myself out of bed, packed the car, and drove my husband to the ship again. This time he would be gone for 2 weeks. 14 days. It doesn't seem like much until you go through it. I drove to the pier and stared at the huge hunk of metal that would be taking my husband away. Half of me felt pride and love for our country and those who serve while the other half felt disgusted, hatred, and annoyance. I sucked it up, hugged my husband, cried a bit, and watched him walk away. Now it was time for a 9 1/2 hour drive to Canton. I'll be here for a week so please excuse the lack of posts.
Tomorrow I will be visiting my beautiful God daughter Caelan for the first time. I cannot wait to hold her in my arms and tell her how much I love her.