Well, I’ve got to still this one from Forrest Gump.
As I was lying in bed last night thinking my kids were finally all well and Emily and myself weren’t going to get sick….! it happened. Bamm! She got sick! All I could pray was “God I know now life is like a box of Chocolates you really do never know what you are going to get, but you could you please give me one where all my children are well?” I know that may sound awful, but we’ve all been stuck in this house since last Sunday and are all about to go stir crazy. We are all like those little birds that want out of their cage and they can see the way out but can’t there, so they start chewing their wings off. Quite descriptive I know but, it is hard when Daddy is gone and you suddenly become a single mom. Yesterday I just wanted to crawl under the covers and start the whole day over or at least wait till Monday came thinking it would be better. Well, at 1am this morning I couldn’t have been more wrong. Then my alarm went off at 6am to get Ethan up for school, well, 20 more min. won’t hurt right. I must have hit the wrong buttton because the next thing I know it is 7am and I am jumping out of bed to get him dressed and throwing on my sweat shirt with my night pants. We drive half way to school with just a peak through spot in the windshild because it was so cold it hadn’t had time to defrost yet. Emily is crying because she can’t go to her school. I felt like I was in a sitcom! Yes, the joy of being a military wife. You learn to deal with everything that comes your way. I’ve learned one thing by being a military wife. I can live without my husband, BUT I DON”T WANT TOOOOOO!!!!!
