One year ago...

One year ago, I was in Hawaii.

One year ago, I had been through what I thought was the longest year of my life.

One year ago, I was alone.

One year ago, I had a little toddler that didn't say much.

One year ago, I was excited my love was coming home.

One year ago, I was looking forward to the holidays.

One year ago, I was ...


Last year Bennett did a 7 month deployment. Right before that was a month of work-ups. And in the fall before that he was gone on a 2 1/2 month deployment. So essentially he was gone for a year, because even when he was home, he worked 6 and 7 day weeks, 12 to 16 hours a day. Tomorrow marks one year since he got home. I remember being so excited...and having so many thing that I wanted to have ready. To have prepared for his homecoming. Alyssa and I made a couple of welcome home signs. I got an new outfit. I redecorated our room and bathroom. I was a military wife...and this is what I lived for. Homecoming. If you are military wife, you can probably relate. It is like you have two lives. One when he is home and one when he is gone. You have to be. When you are able to take care of children, the house, finances, etc...you become very independent...or at least most of us do. And yet, when they are home, they take over part of your life....and you welcome it like drought does rain.

Well, now we are out of the military. Its one year later. Homecoming is over. Life has continued. We still have our happiness, and we still have our defeats. Life, moves on. The question on my mind is, have I recovered? Have I put back together the pieces that are me?