Waiting

Vacuumed...Check

Mopped...Check

Bathroom cleaned...Check

Bed made...Check

Laundry washed, dried, folded and put away...check

House dusted....um no.  Waiting on that

Fridge/Pantry stocked...Check

Got firewood...check

Got tiki torch oil...check

Potato Salad made...Check

Cookies made...Check

Make up & hair done...Check

Called Ombudsman to get time....no answer

Put candles around... check

Spent time on Facebook & Twitter...check

Moved up to #1 on my Zuma Blitz board...check

Caught up on blogs...check

Taken the puppy out several times....check

Straighten pillows that don't need straightening...check

Cleaned the counter tops again...check

Waiting.  

More waiting.   

More waiting still.  

This is the life of a Navy wife.  

Of an Army wife.  

Of a Marine wife.  

Of an Air Force wife. 

Of a Coast Guard wife.  

Of a National Guard wife. 

Of a Reserve wife.  

Waiting is a way of life. 

wait to move,
wait for leave,

wait for orders,
wait to have a baby,

wait to buy a house.

 

Wait

Wait

Wait

As I write this, my husband is coming home today.  

I don't know what time he pulls in.

I don't know where I'll pick him up.

All I know is that he's coming home today.

So I wait.

For a phone call.

For information.

It's only been about month.

A month without:

Hugs,

Kisses,

Cuddles,

My best friend,

My sounding board,

Someone to cook for,

among other things.

A month alone.

And yet, 

A month is short.  

A blink of an eye with out your husband.

In the milspouse world, only a month is cause for envy.

In a world of 3, 6, 9, 12 month deployments

a month is nothing.

And once your man is home again in your arms

Another countdown begins.

It's in the back of your head.

You don't speak it.

You don't share it.

You don't acknowledge it.

But it's there.

The countdown until your man leaves again.

Until then,
you enjoy every moment.

Hold on to every laugh.

Savor every kiss.

Because before you know it,

Before you're ready,

It's time for him to leave.

The waiting begins.



*This was written about a week ago while I was waiting for info on when The Man was pulling in.  I did finally get the information I was waiting for and was able to pick him up with no waiting for either of us.