Nine months ago, when the Michael came home from that weekend drill with his 'wonderful' announcement, I thought October was forever away, and we would be fine. Now it's September 30th, and only four wake-ups away from the BIG day. Where did the time go? Maybe if I was like the little kids at Christmas, who actually WANTED it to come, it would have taken longer...instead it has flown by. Just two weeks ago I was still assuring myself I had plenty of time, we would be fine. Perhaps reality is starting to sink in.
People keep asking me what I am going to do. The truth is I don't know. Sure I am finishing my Master's and I coach hockey, but what about when I get home. I love having my dogs greet me at the door, but nothing is like Michael yelling down, "Hey Babe." Michael hasn't left yet and my sleepless nights have already begun. I can't sleep because I don't want to. Maybe if I sleep less, midnight on Sunday will take longer to get here. I keep playing all the possible scenarios through my head : I will get there and they will change their mind, they won't let them go because a prominent member of the community is going with me. And then I realize that their minds don't get changed, and there are man other prominent members already fighting for our country. I guess time will tell. Until then, I will cherish every moment. Tomorrow he has off and we are actually going to eat lunch together. Something we don't get to do unless it's the weekend!
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