February 14, 2006
GETTING CLOSE
CaliValleyGirl is closing in on a week until her soldier returns from Afghanistan. His unit was
featured in the Stars and Stripes this weekend. I can't wait to read about their homecoming on her blog.
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You and me both, girl! I can't wait to write about it, 'cos that will mean it already happened...finally...sheesh...can you tell the waiting is getting tedious?
Posted by: CaliValleyGirl at February 14, 2006 01:20 PM (IR/K1)
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February 10, 2006
TWO YEARS INDEED
I wrote yesterday about how I couldn't believe my husband left for Iraq two years ago. Gunnar Becker's mom can't believe it's been that long either: she sent me
an article about her son I hadn't seen yet. No one in the battalion has forgotten Gunnar.
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February 09, 2006
TWO YEARS
My husband and I had the following conversation last night:
Me: On Tuesday it will be a full year since you left for Iraq.
Him: Two years.
Me: Huh?
Him: Two years.
Me: Oh, right. Dang. (Pause) Daaaang.
I can't believe how time has flown. He's right: he left on Valentine's Day two years ago, and it'll be a full year in March since he's been home. My Swedish friend and I were talking over the weekend about how easy it is to lose track of time when you no longer measure your life in school grades. Once you get out of school, time is a big blur. Even something as monumental as a year of deployment got all mixed up in my head.
I can't believe he left two years ago. I remember it so vividly...
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Sarah...it gets worse. I'm coming up on my 15th anniversary of returning from Desert Storm. Not that it exactly feels like yesterday...but it's been a decade and a half ago.
Be happy you're just counting the flying time in single digits.
See you on the high ground!
MajorDad1984
Posted by: MajorDad1984 at February 09, 2006 08:24 AM (j7S/Q)
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I can't believe it's coming up on just a year since they've been home. Are we supposed to celebrate the day or something? It's sorta scary when you actually think about it because we're out of the "safe zone". Now I worry about when are they gonna tag him to go again? At least before we could say he hadn't even been home for an entire year.
Posted by: Angie D at February 09, 2006 08:44 AM (SA3c9)
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Yeah...I had to stop and think about it too a while back...for some reason, February 2004 seems like yesterday. I can still remember that early, cold morning. Wow. Two years.
Posted by: Nicole at February 09, 2006 11:52 AM (KJBDI)
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February 05, 2006
DREAMS
Since September 11, I've had a handful of war dreams. Sometimes I'm a soldier, sometimes I'm a civilian, and last night I was a frightened wife being escorted through a battle by her husband's soldiers. Whenever I have one of these dreams, I jolt awake in a panic. It always takes me a while to calm down enough to go back to sleep. I can't help but wonder how real soldiers are affected by these dreams: I dream of a war I've never been in; they dream of real situations they've faced. I hope their dreams don't haunt them like mine do...but I think that's too much to hope for.
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Ha! Most of my dreams have been of dumb things. One of my more common ones was forgetting the words to Psalm 23 as we entered An Najaf.
Posted by: R1 at February 05, 2006 07:36 PM (N1rEE)
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Sarah,
I once had a "war" dream too. I still remember that it was the revolutionary war and I was a nurse or something in it...it was so strange to have a dream about that!
Posted by: Stephanie at February 06, 2006 04:39 AM (Y1m/K)
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February 01, 2006
LIP GLOSS
Reader Glen pointed out a blog post that really made me smile. It's a wonderful
story of a husband's love for his wife, a love that keeps them strong deployment after deployment.
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I just love that story. I too have a similar story. When Sean returned to Texas for his funeral, I was given a small black bag of the items he was wearing when he was killed. Inside was his watch, a couple of saint medallions, and a tube of green Lubello chapstick. I thought it was odd at first but I was not thinking very clear. I keep the chapstick in my nightstand and every once in a while I will go put it on my lips and I feel so close to him. Maybe I need to write about it on my blog. Thanks for sharing!
Posted by: Heidi at February 01, 2006 10:12 AM (E0L31)
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I'm at work....I can't cry at work.
Even though my husband is only in another state right now, reading this hits home!j
Posted by: Vonn at February 01, 2006 04:23 PM (dEgRi)
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Heidi,
I love Lobello chapstick. Sarah first sent me some when she lived in France. She has sent it to me from Sweden when she lived there and now from Germany. It's a special way to remember my daughter when I go to bed at night and when I leave the house in the morning. Even though she is far away, just putting it on my lips makes me smile and think of her. And it feels good too!
Sarah's Mama
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Posted by: Erin at February 03, 2006 02:49 AM (lpkFr)
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That was a great story!
Posted by: Stephanie at February 03, 2006 03:19 AM (Y1m/K)
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