Anthony is now in Kuwait, safe and sound, and we have months of separation ahead of us. It's hard to believe that he's only been gone a few days... it seems like an eternity already! Emmy and I are doing well. Staying busy every other day is key for me. Friends and activities and storytime and keeping discipline and a happy, clean house fill the hours.
I've been thinking for days that I should blog on what it's like to start a deployment back home. After all, I started this blog to document the transition into military spouse life. It's rather practical: packing, waiting, saying goodbye and waiting for the phone to ring.
What stands out the most is how much time I have to think. What I do is completely up to me. It's weird and at the same time, I know that God sees our situation, and planned for us to go through this time. He has a purpose to it, and I need to be a wise steward of this time I've been given.
Faithful. That's it. That's my word for this season, faithful. Faithful to maintaining and supporting a healthy, loving marriage. Faithful to teaching love and discipline and the ABC's to Emmy. Faithful to loving other Army wives and their families. Faithful to the opportunities to serve I've been given at church. Faithful to going to bed on time and taking care of my body so I'm not a broken-down wreck in a couple of weeks. Faithful to a dog that needs baths once a week and a ball thrown to him every day. Faithful to Him.
Psalm 119:30 - "I have chosen the faithful way; I have placed Your ordinances before me." (NASB)