Fantasy or Reality

During my journey as a military wife I have learned a few things. Like, never plan to far ahead and expect things to go smoothly, don't get attached to furniture that you let the movers take and hope for the best but prepare for the worst. The last saying is actually my husband's. He always tells me to hope for the best and prepare for the worst.

We are officially counting down by days instead of weeks or months. I am trying to keep my husband's return a secret from the children but it's becoming harder and harder as the days/hours tick by.

Today, as I was cleaning as a crazy woman, memories started to pop into my mind. With my husband's unpredictable schedule I try to hold onto each memory with a firm grip until he returns to make new memories. Sometimes I wonder if the memories I want to happen and the memories that have happened start to blur. When its time for my husband to return I start to think about laying in bed snuggled up together or going to lunch or just plain old everyday stuff that I have missed. I even start to think about yelling at him to put away his laundry. :)

So today, I am preparing for the best and hoping for the best. It doesn't matter if the memories are fantasy or reality. My husband won't care if the house is cleaned or the yard is manicured. His reality is that he wants to come home and be home. I bet if I asked him his fantasy would be just to be home. The reality is we aren't far away from that dream. I close my eyes at night and think of my husband laying right next to me. And we aren't far away from that dream becoming a reality.

No matter where you are in deployment keep dreaming about your husband. Keep wishing for memories and holding onto the ones that are dear to you. Those memories bring a smile to your face and they might even make you laugh. Some times it's the simple things that help us get through deployed life.