I’m really hoping Jeremiah stays asleep while I type this. That, and my iPad doesn’t get funky and erase my work! It’s been a really long few days. I’m drilling with my Army Reserve unit in Florida. Today, I watched the farewell ceremony for my old unit, the 143d Sustainment Command (Expeditionary). I deployed with them in 2009, and they’re heading back overseas. Most of the faces are new, but there are a few I recognize. Part of me wishes I were going. I love public affairs, and I’m good at it. I love to travel, meet new people, see new things, and witness history as it happens. But I love my husband and my son. I feel so blessed, and I’m very thankful that I can be a stay-at-home mom and watch Baby J grow.
There were many mothers and fathers in the formation. When I think of them leaving their children behind, my heart aches for them. But someone has to do it. I’m not going to talk about fighting for freedom or serving their country… What’s happening in the world today doesn’t necessarily fit into those two categories. But it’s not about Iraq or Afghanistan. America needs men and women with a sense of duty, people who will obey orders and put those orders in front of their own families at times. When you think about it like that, it sounds terrible, but someone has to do it. What if Iran or North Korea declared war on us tomorrow? We need men and women to be ready for war, because one day it will come. Am I making sense? I’m rambling a bit, I know…getting my thoughts out.
It’s been rough since I arrived in Florida. I’ve been sick, which has made sleeping difficult. Baby J hasn’t slept well either. We’re a mess! đź™‚ Hopefully it passes soon.