So yesterday was our Deployment day...
Waking up that morning, I could not allow myself to open my eyes... I did not want to come face to face with the reality of what the day would bring.
BUT I had no choice.
The majority of that morning was spent making "goodbye" phone calls to our friends and family back home and many quite moments cuddling on the couch (which is one thing I am going to miss the most!). Then came the time for Brett to leave the house (since I was meeting him there later) and it hit me... this would be the last time (for these next 7 months) that he would be in OUR HOME.
My nose started stinging and tears welled up in my eyes as I hugged him goodbye and he drove off.
I took a deep breath and went inside to get ready. Over the next two hours I was fine, the hardest moments during this time were spent trying to figure out what to wear and how to style my hair...
Once I was ready I went next door and road into Brett's work with my friend Christina and her son Cooper. The half hour drive was spent talking and laughing despite the nervous feeling in my stomach.
I was doing ok!
When we arrived, there were people EVERYWHERE... Marines, their wives, children, friends, family. Some of them smiling others crying and this was just the begining!
Majority of this day was spent waiting...
Waiting for trucks to load up their gear, waiting for the buses to arrive, waiting for goodbye. As the time came closer my heart raced faster and the lump in my throat got bigger. And when Brett said, "It's about that time," I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed (at this point the thought of letting go seemed to be impossible!). With one last kiss and an "I love you" yelled as he got onto the bus my heart sank!!
As the other Marines said their goodbyes and filed on to the bus I could only wave at Brett and mouth words to him... (you know, when you point at your eye... then your heart... and then back at whoever you're "talking" to.) I was just happy that he had the perfect seat to where I could still see him!
The last Marine loaded the bus and they drove off one by one... Everyone that was left behind stood there waving and blowing kisses as their loved ones drove off for a 7 month deployment.
Now, you can only IMAGINE the emotions going through these people at this particular time. Children bawling because they don't quite understand why their father is leaving and wives and girlfriends standing there ALONE crying not sure how they are about to deal with the lonely drive home. That in itself... is heartbreaking to witness.
My emotion at this moment was relief. I made it through ALL of this without shedding a single tear (and for those of you who know me, you know that seems to be just about IMPOSSIBLE) I was SO PROUD of myself and I knew that Brett was proud of me too. Thanks to my AMAZING friends (aka support team) I got through what I thought was going to be one of the hardest days of my life. I was RELIEVED that the hardest part was over and that the countdown had finally begun.
Or so I thought....
After eating dinner with Christina and Cooper and plans for a night of some wine (for me) and some Sex & The City reruns, I was feeling as GOOD as I could be feeling on a day like that. THEN, pulling into the driveway my phone rings and it was Brett.
I answer the phone and his first words are, "You're not going to believe this but" (that's never a good sign!) he went on to tell me that he was coming back home because their flight was not scheduled until TOMORROW.
*GULP*
Now, at this moment I don't know what to think or what to say...
I was happy that I got to spend another night with my husband BUT the pain of knowing that with that night would come another goodbye... stung a little.
So I go back and pick him up from the same spot where I just saw him ride off in a bus that wouldn't be bringing him back until September... just to do it all over again today.
And today was a different story...
I did not have my awesome support team with me this time. It was just Brett and I alone, in what felt like an empty parking lot with 15 minutes until I was going to have to say goodbye again. After 15 minutes of countless hugs, kisses, and "I love yous," my tears began to fall...
THIS WAS NOT HOW IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE!!
I was SO proud of myself yesterday and today I found myself growing more and more disappointed with each tear the fell off of my cheek and on to Brett's shoulder.
After he wiped my tears away we agreed on one last hug and for him to walk away and I drive away with no looking back... and that is what we did. A hug and a kiss that I will hold on to until I get my next one in 7 months.
This is our life...
Full of surprises, twists, and turns, thanks to the great organization of the Marine Corps... :)
BUT
Now the countdown begins and what we have to look forward too makes me smile and will keep me holding on until he comes home. <3