I realize it’s been awhile since I’ve written anything here on the blog. If there is anything I have learned over the last few years, it’s that my family comes first, and with all of the different projects I’ve had going the last few months, I’m sorry to say there hasn’t been much time left for blogging. But there’s always hoping!
This past month I wrapped up working on the GOD Strong online study which is now going on over at Wives of Faith through the end of June, I’ve been working on plans to promote My So-Called Life as a Submissive Wife (which comes out Aug. 1 – eek!), and helping my son survive the end of sixth grade. Praise Jesus, it’s over! (And we have a little bit of a respite from homework, if only for about 8 weeks).
But perhaps the biggest thing I’ve been getting ready for (and honestly, probably not spending enough time on quite yet), is my husband’s third deployment. We’ve known for quite a while his battalion was deploying, but because he was on a medical hold for the shoulder surgery he had back in December, we weren’t quite sure whether he would be going with them. After finally getting off his medical hold in April and being cleared to go, we received official word a couple of weeks ago that he will leave sometime in the next several weeks.
I have met this deployment with a little bit more emotional resistance than with the others (translation – I’ve chosen to be in denial), which is normal when you’ve gone through more than one. You know what’s coming, you know the challenges that will be there, the nights that will feel lonely, the moments you just wish you could snap your fingers and have him be home. It’s hard to say goodbye to your best friend knowing you won’t have him back in your arms for ten months.