Change is in the air....

I woke up this morning, and felt the beginning of falls arrival to our little area of the world. It's a beautiful feeling to me, because in my fantasy world, it's always winter. LOL I truly dislike the heat, and love cold. I would rather be freezing my buns off than hot. I dislike sweating in the most awful way. Unless I'm exercising, which, I might add, is NOT often enough. But I digress..
This is the best time of year for me, I wilt horridly in the summers here, but I live for the cooler months. If I did not have children, I would be outside CONSTANTLY in the "winter". I'm one that would barbecue in the snow. LOL Unfortunately for me...well...we don't get any snow. We had a few flurries about 7 years ago...but nothing sense. Our winters have been...fall. I can't wait to move north.

My husband and I had a chance to move up to the place he is stationed, and we didn't. Much to my disappointment. The realtor took it upon herself to only show us the brand new homes that were ridiculously priced, rather than the nice, older-more affordable homes for our family. Plus my husband is a snob who thinks we should constantly "keep up with the Jones's)....She thought she would make some serious money off of them av-i-ators. ;) NOT! Needless to say, I regret that decision horribly. We should have done more research on our own. Unfortunately, we thought the heiffer was working "FOR" us, not just for herself. The funny thing is, none of the big expensive houses are selling, because nobody in the area can truly afford the "new" stuff.

So basically right after my husband got off his first year long deployment, he came home for a couple of months to a class that took up a lot of his time, and his good temper. Then he moved to the other state, over 1000 miles away. We saw eachother a couple of weekends, and about 2 weeks before he left for Iraq. Something about this life just isn't right. The hardest part is feeling as though nobody appreciates the sacrifice. My kids have not really had their father for over a year, and soon to be 3 if the actual 15 month deployment happens. I have not had my husband.

I don't expect to hear people going "OHHH THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU." I don't mean that in the least.. I mean, you pretty much can tell an army spouse with a deployed husband/wife. 1. Don't be such an asshole and make faces or huffy noises when our kids are acting out in a store. We can't move any faster, and they've gone through much more than you can ever understand already. 2. Don't give nasty looks when we are disorganized and can't get things together if we're in the same line as you. You can politely move to another line if it's a problem. You don't have to make it more difficult. 3. Don't look at us like we're crazy when we're red/glassy-eyed from crying because we HAD to go to an appointment/get medicine for the kids/go to the hardware store WHATEVER and missed the call we have been waiting for for a week or more - knowing he might not get another one for God knows how long. 4. Don't talk loud or mock the television when you are somewhere public with a news station on and you hear "Alert"...it could be my husband they're talking about. Have some respect. 5. And by all means, DO NOT EVER say anything disrespectful or mocking toward our soldiers. ANY soldier. That my friend, if said in my vicinity, will get your ass chewed publicly. And possibly kicked depending on my mood and whether my children are around.

You would think more people would have respect, and at least care a little. These guys/gals are making the ultimate sacrifice. Regardless whether you believe in this "war" or not (and I don't.)...you still have to support our troops who are just doing their jobs....and possibly laying their lives down for YOU. You may not believe it has anything to do with us, but that soldier is trained to defend the United States of America. Regardless of his or her mission, it's about US. Not some other country. They are there for US. Even if it wasn't George Bush's true meaning...even though the war has nothing to do with us personally. Do you think they WANT to be there, rather than home with their own families? Do you think they truly want to put their lives in danger? NO. The SOLDIERS are there for ALL of US. And you damn well better respect them. And their families.

You can help bring them all home by writing your congressmen, even congressmen who are not in your area, the white house, everywhere. Just keep writing. Bush's "war" has gone on too long and our soldiers have suffered enough.

If you are reading this, and are able to go home to your family every night: When you put your kids to bed, teach them to pray for our brave soldiers and their families.
If you are reading this and have a deployed spouse, or ARE a deployed soldier: God bless you. You are in my prayers. And Thank You.

Sorry this is a bit disorganized...it started out to be something else, and my heart just came pouring out of my fingertips. LOL