Another trial of military life is having your friends move away.  We bought our house in July, 2005.  About two months later, a couple bought the house across the street.  They are a military family, too.  We became friends.  We shared birthdays and holidays together.

Our husbands have been on a deployment together and both have been gone for extended periods of time.  My friend and I have kept each other sane during absences from our spouse.  We’ve watched out for each other and helped each other.  We’ve been through our children being sick and one being born.  We’ve laughed and cried together.  Our children became friends and have shared many memories over the years.

They have been great neighbors.  I hope they would say the same about us.  Yesterday, we said good-bye.  They have left to start another journey in their life.  I thank God for the times that we shared.  They will have a forever place in my heart.  We are sad to see them go, but know that even if we don’t see them again in this life, we will see each other in Heaven.  Until then, you will be missed…

“The entire law is summed up in a single command: “Love you neighbor as yourself.” Galatians 5:14

Uncharted Territory…


We have made it past the six month mark.  Normally, I am preparing for a homecoming right about now.  Last minute details usually include making sure the house is clean, preparing “welcome home” signs, haircuts, cute outfits, yard work, etc.  I always want my husband to feel that he was missed, but not have to feel burdened to do anything right when he gets home.  I think that is typical of most military spouses.

I would give anything to be in that mode right now.  Six months have passed yet we are only a quarter of the way.  It seems like an eternity ahead of us.  Some people, with the best of intentions, say “wow, it’s been six months already?  Time sure flies, he’ll be home before you know it.”  Let me assure you, time does not fly.  When you break it down to every birthday, holiday, ball game, lost tooth, dinner cooked, yard mowed, school project, argument, hair cut, outgrown pair of shoes, injury, award, smile, hug and kiss, time seems to drag on at a snail’s pace.

All the things that we as military spouses do every day while our husbands (or wives) are away serving our country are markers.  Markers of time that make you go crazy sometimes, but markers that give us a deep pain knowing that our spouse has missed.  My husband is one of the best fathers that I know.  He doesn’t miss a game or even an opportunity to wrestle on the floor with our boys.  I know that missing all these moments, even the unpleasant ones, is the hardest thing he could ever do.

We are in uncharted territory as we head into month seven and beyond.  Some days I don’t know how the four of us will get through this without a high therapy bill. 😉  Ultimately, we rely on God, that has bound us together tightly, to carry us through each moment until we are together again.

” Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.  I do not give to you as the world gives.  Do not let you hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” John 14:27

A Father’s Day Championship that we shared with Flat Daddy…




There are times in your life when God takes you by the hand and says, “it’s ok… you are loved… I am here with you.”  Today was one of those days for me.  Today is my birthday… 39th to be exact.  I figure I only have a few more good years left in me before I start falling apart.  At least, that’s what people tell me!

I know that I’ve said it before, but I am a part of an amazing church!  If you aren’t, I suggest that you find one!  The people at my church are truly my family.  I love my “real” family dearly, but the church family that God has provided me stands in the geographical gap that the military has placed in our lives.

I was trying to maintain a positive outlook for my birthday, but honestly didn’t have much hope.  My husband isn’t here to do all the birthday preparations and since the boys can’t mash the gas pedal and steer the truck at the same time, I didn’t figure I’d get a card from them either.  God had a different plan though.  God knew that I needed a little ray of sunshine amidst the strains of my daily life.  He provided!  I am truly humbled at the love and care that my friends and family have shown me the past few days, but especially today.

I don’t know how to express my gratitude to each of you that called, emailed, Facebook’ed, texted, said “happy birthday,” sent cards, gave gifts, and just spent time with me.  Life gets kind of tough here most days, but today was filled with sunshine.  I love you all more than you know.  My heart is humbled and filled with the love of Christ that shines through each one of you!  (Below are some birthday highlights.)

“Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.” Matthew 11:29

Out of Control…


My boys have been out of control the past few days.  If you know us or have read some of my past blogs, you know that my boys are on “GO” all the time.  Overall they are pretty good kids, but they are both all boy.

Right now, I’m at the end of my crazy stick.  I so wish that my husband was here.  I think that boys need their father around for love, but also for that intimidation that my 5’3″ body does not provide.

Today was the last day of school… early release day on top of that.  I know that caused some extra excitement, but within 30 minutes of school getting out I was ready for school to start.  I took them to church this evening.  They were running around like crazies.  The death stares and threats were not working.  One of my friends even got on to them for barreling out the door.  Horrifying!  After that, threats had graduated to spankings in the bathroom.

During choir practice, they were wrestling around in the pews with another boy.  I told them to stop a few times.  No luck.  (I’m staring to cry while typing this.)  At the end of practice, my youngest pushes the other boy into the wall.  Then I hear the boy’s mom, my friend, tell her son that he is never allowed to be near my child again… NEVER! Even more HORRIFYING!

I know that their are alot of military wives and single parents out there that are doing a much better job than I am.  I’ve totally got the logistics under control… my children, not so much.  Some times I have those days hen I just want to give up.  I wish for the day when I was able to say “honey, please deal with them.”  That day won’t be around for a LONG while.  I’m stuck.

Tonight, I told them they would get a real spanking when we got home.  By then, I was so angry I couldn’t do it… fear I might hurt them.  They knew I was past my breaking point.  So, when we got home at 9pm, they cleaned the garage.  I don’t know what tomorrow or the next few months of summer vacation will hold… I don’t know how to get two boys under control without my husband… I don’t know how to keep my sanity sometimes… I honestly don’t know much other than God is in control.  He knows my name and he will take care of us.  In the meantime, I hope that the emotional pain of today subsides and that I have strength for tomorrow.

“My son, do not despise the Lord’s discipline and do not resent his rebuke, because the Lord disciplines those he loves, as a father the son he delights in.” Proverbs 3:11-12