He's almost home....for 14 FULL days!

Mikey has been en route to the states for a few days now. And now in about 2 hours I will get to have his arms around me. As you can imagine, I'm ecstatic. Which means I'm running on little to no sleep, but not feeling the pain. I finally fell asleep at 3 am last night, and was wide awake by 5:3o am. I don't think I've jumped out of bed so quickly in at least nearly 11 months. I woke up ready to go to work and get things done so I could escape whenever my hubby called.

Today I feel much like I did on our wedding day. I am excited, anxious and a bit nervous...but a good nervous. I have planned my outfit for the past week and prepared all that I can around the house. I am ready to stand at the airport and watch carefully for my husband. Just writing this I can picture me on my tiptoes scanning the crowd exiting the plane, looking as far down the line as I can. Just searching for his eyes to catch mine. Just waiting to see his expression change from tired to excited. I can't wait to drop everything and run to him, jump into his arms and stay there, forgetting that anyone is around us. Six months, one week and one day we've been waiting for this.

Today we get this moment. I have to admit, part of me is nervous for the unknown. Will I remember how to kiss him? Will I remember how to share the bed? Will I remember that he needs to catch up from the 8 hour time difference? Will I remember how to stop time, enjoy the little moments and just relish in the fact that we are by each others sides? I know I'll remember it all (except maybe sharing the bed...I never was good at that!). I know we'll enjoy this 'honeymoon' we've been blessed with.

We hope to see as many people as we can. Thank you for all your support and each of you can smile a little bigger, dance a little wilder, scream of excitement and shed a couple tears of joy because Mister Mikey is going to be home!!!

tata for now - hope to see you soon!

annie

26 Wednesdays done!!!!

Six months ago today I was the wife watching my husband gather the troops and get onto a bus, knowing I was not going to see him for a year. I barely kept standing on my own, allowing tears to fall down my face, past my chin and drenching my shirt. I was the one that wouldn't leave until the last bus left. I was the one that couldn't imagine walking to my car, driving away from my husband and entering our home without him. I was the one clinging to every last word he spoke, every last touch we shared, every last look into each others eyes. I was the one that leaned on all my family and friends by never saying much, just sniffling from heartache. I was the one that had no idea how I was going to make it through one day, one week, one month or one year without my husband to wake up to every morning. I was the one that couldn't give you the guarantee that I'd be okay. I was torn, I was numb, I was lost.
Now today, six months later I am the wife that is thankful to know we are half way done with this year. I am the one that is standing on both feet with my husband still by my side. I am the one that still sheds tears, but never allows them to drench my shirt. I am the one that has made a new home for us, in a land dear to both our hearts. I am the one that changes the insurance, rents our Georgia home, and files our taxes, all with the assistance of my husband. I am the one that documents every moment of my days in weekly letters to my husband. Today I am the one that awakes every day, turns on the computer and checks for a sweet IM from my husband. Today I am the one that still leans on my family and friends, but with more words than sniffling. I am the one that still has no idea how to manage day-to-day without my husband in the same room, but I now completely understand that I am NOT doing this alone. I have my husband. He is with me every step of the way. I am now the one that can tell you, we survived six months. And we WILL survive the last six months.

I know that this hasn't been an easy portion of our lives together, but what I do know is that we have continued to strengthen our love and marriage. I'll be the first to admit that the last six months have definitely had their bad moments. I have learned to stop watching national news, learned to lean on those around me (especially my army wives), and always remembered to keep perspective - I still DO have my husband. Most of all I am reminded that each and every one of us gets our strength through our Lord. I have been blessed by him for giving me such a loving husband and he knew that we would get through this stronger.

So, now onto the next six months. The bonus, in these next 6 months I will get to be held by my husband for 14 days. I haven't forgotten his touch, but the strength of his touch will move me more than I can remember. I can't wait Mikey. Soon we will get to be us. Us doing everything and nothing at the same time. Cannot wait to "hold you" again!

Love for all, especially bunches to mister Mikey.

Annie