Just Thinking

It's Easter. No big deal to me, no holiday is much of a deal to me. Not sure when my thinking processes changed. Likely, when I realized how commercial it all is. Oh well...

We got much done today. And in between I've been reading different blogs off and on. They've all left me thinking. They usually do.

I keep thinking about all the soldiers over there. All those who thought they were coming home...who were days from departure that are now in country for months more. I keep thinking about the mindset they were in that got them to this point, and the mindset they'd begun to allow themselves to begin to enjoy, about going home. Now they are back to the survival mindset that has to last yet another 6 months. I feel for them. It all seems so lopsided and unfair.

We spent the afternoon getting things done and then after dinner love of my life went to take a nap. I wanted to, but the call of blog reading was stronger. So off I went to read. After reading several from the box, I decided I needed to be in there with him more. There's going to come a day when I will wish I had this time to lay there with him and take a nap, the luxury of time together. That day could be very soon, and I was spending it out here on the computer. While laying there napping, off and on, I kept thinking about back in Alaska when I was talking to Katherine, a wife of one of the other Platoon Sgts and her telling me she really did not know when they were due home "this time" because their hardfast rule was "When I get down to 72 hours out, I'll call you." She always had a vague idea of when he'd be home, just not much beyond the week they were due. I could not figure out how she could float so freely with just that. They were gone for a month that time. I hated 24 hours without him, the month almost killed me. When we moved here and he had to head to ANCOC, I remembered thinking I'd never survive 3 months. I survived it...and we moved on to longer lapses. I now know 6 months is a cakewalk...I hate that soon I'll understand a year is easy. I never thought I'd see the day I'd think a year in Korea was easy. Funny how the mind cycles.

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