Today 8 years ago I still remember that I was in my 1st semester at Collin county community college. I had just finished up in Algebra class and happened to glance at the TV in the student lobby and saw the first tower with the plane in it. Shortly after I called my mother who had just gotten home from working that night, we were both in amazement. I just went home, they cancelled all classes. Today I am married to a US Marine that has served 1tour in Iraq and now have a brother in law, Elliot going over to Iraq in about a month to serve his first tour. Its such a surreal reality that 8years later 9/11 is still playing an impact so closely in our lives. I have such a HIGH view of respect for anyone who signs their life over to the military, it is the utmost commitment anyone could ever do and something that can never have a price only PRIDE. I see enlistment as a dutiful action to your family, or sometimes people need a little structure in their lives and the military DOES DO THAT! Almost every man on my "Doss" side has been a servicemember. Military life is what im use to, being away from family, sometimes all alone, living in different places, being the outsider looking in. Its been an awesome experience, but there are many sacrifices that are made by families. I dont know how I got through almost 5months of Derek being gone, going to grad school, working 2 jobs, and being alone in North Carolina, but again I saw my mom do it for 20years while my dad was in the Army. Sometimes the wives are mom & dad. I remember when he went to Saudia Arabia and Iraq for Desert Storm i had a dream that he came home injured, of course he came home fine but then I didnt understand that daddy was driving a fuel tank and it was actually a pretty dangerous job. I even remember my entire school all grades (it was a small school)made cards and we sent them to my dad over there. The day he came home was amazing, I still remember watching with my family all the soldiers marching into the plane hanger, and all the decorations in yellow. The reality today is that most soldiers come home and you cant SEE their wounds they not so subtly underlie in emotionless actions (sad reality of working in a psych hospital with servicemembers). 9/11 still impacts our lives. God Bless our military their families, and the many sacrifices we make(to have that good health insurance)!!
on another note, im not feeling so hot for the past two days. either sinuses or a cold dont know. i actually got sick last night and well we had to change the sheets because it was uncontrollable. today i went back to eating ramen noodles because the warmth felt so good on my throat, and nothing sounds good except carbs. today i put in a call to the doctor to see what i could take since im pregnant but havent gotten a call back. i went ahead and took a small dose of steroids to see if that would help. last night i used benadryl and chloraseptic spray along with tylenol. i cant wait to sleep in tomorrow and sunday! Derek and i completed week 2 of prenatal classes. last week was Labor and Delivery, which Derek was like "man if i was a woman i would be freaking out." he said that class was pretty stressful, but the class this week was infant care and breastfeeding and almost put him to sleep. next week 9/16 is postpartum care and infant massage, and right before that is our ultrasound and we get to see Dreycin again! my mom also comes in town 9/17 thursday for a weekend visit. And then the next weekend Papa Joe Gwartney is making his debut here in kEntucky for his first visit! Im so happy for Derek, he is smitten to say the least of the relationship that has blossomed with his father. Elliot will be in this weekend stopping in only to rest for 1night for his 24hr journey back to New York.