An Army Wife's Prayer

The Army Wife Prayer

"Dear Lord,

Give me the greatness of heart to see the difference between duty and his love for me. Give me understanding that I may know, when duty calls him he must go. Give me a task to do each day, to fill the time when he's away. And Lord, when he's in a foreign land, keep him safe in your loving hand. And Lord, when duty is in the field, please protect him and be his shield. And Lord, when deployment is so long, please stay with me and keep me strong. Amen." 

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Day 3.

I'm being called "crazy" - but, documenting each day of deployment is important to me. So, I'll continue to do it and I hope you'll continue to read.

Today is September 10th, 2010. The eve of the worst terror attack on American soil. How were we to know that, in the morning of September 11, 2001, the face of America would change?

Tonight, I got to talk to Adam. They're still traveling to their destination. It was the 1st time I've been able to talk to him since he left. I was on cloud nine for a few hours. Now, I'm back to missing him. But, it's ok. I'm fully trusting that God will keep him safe.

I'm pretty thankful I have this new TV in my room. It really makes my nights go a little faster. I can get in bed, do some homework, and then watch some TV...it was a smart move.

I'm sorry, I don't know what else to write tonight. I'm still on an emotional roller coaster and I cry on the drop of a dime (when Noah's not looking). But that will pass...I'll find a routine...before I know it, he'll be home.

Lord, please keep my husband and his unit safe and out of harms way.

Day 2...

Last night was a rough, sleepless night for me. I was pleased, however, to wake up and see that my husband was able to post a picture stating he had safely landed in Ireland (so cute, he wrote it on a piece of paper and took a picture). Now if I could find out if they've safely made it to Afghanistan. I just want some kind of communication - text message, IM, phone call, I don't care. Something. I miss him terribly already...but oddly enough, having just done 6 months of MP schooling where I didn't hear from him for weeks, I feel like I'm coping with this pretty well (as well as expected with this being "my first deployment").

This morning, I was walking out of the bathroom and Noah was holding a picture of his "Dada" (I put pictures in a water-proof, flexible frame so he could carry it with him wherever, and they are magnetic). Noah remembered blowing kisses to Dada and saying bye to him yesterday. Well, my baby boy was doing that to Dada's picture today and it threw a wirlwind of emotions through me...

Everyone tells me "You have to be strong for Noah". Agreed, and I am strong for him because I know he's going through this, too. BUT, that little not-even-two-year-old has no idea how lucky I AM to have him. I need him just as much as he needs me, if not more. He fills my long days, he warms my heart, and I love him. He also reminds me that it's ok to miss "Dada" and shed some tears but that I must be strong and trust that God will protect him - after all...all of our lives are in God's hands.

Today started my "365 days of deployment" album. I'm taking at least one picture a day of Noah and by the time Adam comes home, he'll have the actual picture I sent him down range...but he'll have an album of everyday that "Dada" was gone.

That's all for tonight.

Lord, please keep my husband safe.

Day 1 of Deployment

Today at 6pm began our 1st day of deployment hell. We went to the company at 1pm...and waited in extreme anxiety until 6pm where Noah and I watched the love of our life go off to Afghanistan. Noah was very tired and expressed that very well...but, it's ok. He gave Daddy a kiss and then we came home (after the bus left for the air field). I'm emotionally drained and I'm exhausted, that's all I have for tonight. 

Savoring These Moments...

I haven't updated in a while. My husband, my son, and I have been spending precious moments together. These past two weeks have been our block leave. We've been busy visiting family and then we were able to spend the last week together. These days, I'll hang onto until he's home. I'm going to miss him tremendously...but, in "not to exceed 365 days" I will see him again.

Obviously, I'm spending as much time with him as I can right now. After "D" day, I'll be updating every day and I hope you'll be reading. I'm expecting it to be quite the roller coaster ride.

Until "D" day happens, I leave you with a poem that I read on the internet tonight (author unknown).

She packs. She moves. She follows.
Why? What for? How come?
You may think she has lost her mind.
But actually,
she's lost her heart.
It was stolen from her by a man.
A man who puts duty first,
who longs to deploy,
who salutes the flag,
and whose boots in the doorway remind her that
as long as he is her Military Husband,
she will remain his Military Wife.

 

I love you, Adam. You're my heart, my hero, my Superman!