Gone again...
Well, my Chris is gone again... :-/ This is his third run out of what will hopefully be only six instead of the normal seven. The boat may go in for refueling in a year or two and that may mean he doesn't have to do a seventh deployment.
Each deployment is it's own thing... In some ways this one seems like it will be easier, and in other ways it's already been tougher. Not counting yesterday, I saw Chris for all of about twelve hours in six days. It was awful. I was so stressed out and tired and all I wanted was to sleep next to my husband, but I couldn't because things on the boat kept breaking. Now he is going to be gone for two months. I know it isn't nearly as bad as six months, but any amount of time I am forced to spend away from Chris with little or no communication is too much. I hate it when he falls into the abyss of the Navy.
Hopefully the time will just pass quickly and we'll be through one more deployment and on our way to freedom and Charleston! I can't wait to get back to Charleston! I love it there so much! Whenever I say that I miss South Carolina, people from here ask me what I miss (and if they've been there, they usually look at me like I am a loon). I tell them that I miss the humidity, the heat, the sunshine...I miss sweet tea and fried chicken (oh, sweet, sweet Bojangles and delicious Chick-Fil-A!), balmy nights perfect for riding holding tight to Chris on the back of a motorcycle, cicadas and bullfrogs, Spanish moss, salty, sticky air that feels like it could be cut with a butter knife, southern accents, rust bucket cars, palm trees, live oaks, and dogwoods...any deciduous trees! I miss my family and my friends, being in a familiar place. I miss...Home.
Each deployment is it's own thing... In some ways this one seems like it will be easier, and in other ways it's already been tougher. Not counting yesterday, I saw Chris for all of about twelve hours in six days. It was awful. I was so stressed out and tired and all I wanted was to sleep next to my husband, but I couldn't because things on the boat kept breaking. Now he is going to be gone for two months. I know it isn't nearly as bad as six months, but any amount of time I am forced to spend away from Chris with little or no communication is too much. I hate it when he falls into the abyss of the Navy.
Hopefully the time will just pass quickly and we'll be through one more deployment and on our way to freedom and Charleston! I can't wait to get back to Charleston! I love it there so much! Whenever I say that I miss South Carolina, people from here ask me what I miss (and if they've been there, they usually look at me like I am a loon). I tell them that I miss the humidity, the heat, the sunshine...I miss sweet tea and fried chicken (oh, sweet, sweet Bojangles and delicious Chick-Fil-A!), balmy nights perfect for riding holding tight to Chris on the back of a motorcycle, cicadas and bullfrogs, Spanish moss, salty, sticky air that feels like it could be cut with a butter knife, southern accents, rust bucket cars, palm trees, live oaks, and dogwoods...any deciduous trees! I miss my family and my friends, being in a familiar place. I miss...Home.