Ugh....

So the WORST part about deployment? Not being able to talk about ANYTHING that matters. I mean, I journal, every now and then when the emotional side of me can't handle the reality side of things. And as it lessens the blow, it NEVER makes you feel completely better. I wish I had somewhere I could just blast to the world everything that I know, don't know, want to know, etc.... with no reprecutions.... We both now that will never be possible. I need an outlet. Thank God for Navy Wives. I don't know where I'd be without some of these women.

 

The next 2.5 weeks of my life are going to be a whirlwind for so many different reasons. I need a stress relief, and a magic wand. Yea, a magic wand would be FANTASTIC. (Deep Sigh)

 

Weezer woke up tonight crying out for her daddy. Talk about a an awful feeling? It took a while to calm her down - she obviously had had a bad dream. And I definately was NOT what she wanted. Poor kid. I don't even know how to explain to them how much longer it truly will be before he gets back home. The thought of this is making me cry as I type. They still have such a long time to go and it's getting tougher on them as the weeks go by.... A skype date would be nice. There is NO telling when that will be. Oh, the joys of silent service. Weez asked for her "Daddy's" book (the book that Trent recorded for the twins) - once we listened to that twice. She wanted to see his picture. Or in her words, "Mom-Mom, Can we see Daddy's face in da pit-ture?" We went through an album of pictures on facebook (Yes, it was THAT readily available), and within ten minutes she was passed back out. I've been trying to record the kids alot lately for you, sweet husband. Check this video out.

 

She loves and misses you daddy. Can't wait to watch her light up at the sound of your voice. Looking forward to that day - whenever it shall be.

 

Love you,

Momma

Eloise

Mills