Veteran’s Day

I keep forgetting that today is a federal holiday. Why? Because my husband is at work, doing his part to defend our great nation. And I can’t complain because the job he is doing now, though it doesn’t give regular weekends, a normal schedule, or holidays off is such a huge step up from the schedule he was on when flying the KC-135 tanker. Between the time I found out I was pregnant with Evelyn and the time she was 4 months old (one year), he deployed 3 times and went on numerous other trips. Sure, they were “short” deployments of only about 11 weeks. But believe me, 9 months out of the year is 9 months out of the year no matter what.

However, I know that we have been blessed. He may have missed the birth of our baby, but he came home just 6 days later. Many do not.

He has missed at least once, yet some are deployed for  year or more at a time.

He has missed birthdays, recitals, games, gymnastics meets and more. But we’ve been able to email and talk on the phone, unlike the soldier’s of past conflicts.

He has come home exhausted and worn out by jet lag and fallen asleep on the couch while we tried to spend time with him. But he has come home.

God bless our country and all those who sacrifice to keep it free.