I've spent most of the day trying not to feel sorry for myself. Typically, when I go to the doctor for something sports/injury related they tell me I'm fine. Ice. Elevate. Blah, blah, blah. Today's news wasn't as pleasant as I was hoping, and the possibility that I may have seriously injured my "good" knee this time has had me a bit down. I'm not very good at sitting still, so laying on the couch today, with a million things to do before you get home, has made me a little nuts, especially with you not here to keep me company.
The good news is, I should start physical therapy next week. Let's pray that it works. I'd rather not have to have meniscus surgery...even if it would give us matching knees. ;)
I love that your time there is winding down. I know we have both received a lot of messages and emails full of support and kind words. I was very grateful for the message that we both received this evening from a friend that we've both known for many years. Her sweet words couldn't have come at a better time for me, and I know they touched you as well. She made me cry... In a good way, and I know she will be reading this, along with several others, so I would like to thank each of them for their kindness, love and support. Our friends, family, teachers, extended families.... You have not gone unappreciated. You have all done your part in making this deployment a little easier for both of us to bear. Thank you, from both of us.
I started this blog for our friends... And when you deployed, I began writing for you daily, not expecting anyone else to read it. It still blows my mind that we have so many who care enough to read about my struggles here. It makes my days a little brighter, and sometimes I don't feel as lonely as I could. And I know how much you look forward to them, too, babe. It keeps me going.
Maybe I can turn this crazy life of ours into a book one day, huh?
I love you more than words can ever say. You are the glue that holds me together and I think that without you, I would simply cease to exist. Even from 6,000 miles away, you are my whole life. Be safe, soldier. Be smart. Keep your gun clean, and get your butt home. ASAP. And that's an order, Sergeant. I love you. Goodnight.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
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