Thursday, January 31, 2013


God has a great way of putting things into perspective, right at the perfect times. Just as I was complaining to myself this week about various things dealing with Nick's job.

I could go into detail, but I won't. In a nutshell, he's working his butt off.  Flying is actually his break.  He sees Tanner maybe 30-60 minutes at night.  Tanner calls for him throughout the day, every day.  When he comes home, he is still working.  Dealing with calls, emails, or trying to fix problems with the schedule. And he hasn't even started grad school yet.  

This week I was hating his job.  Wishing he could have normal hours, and a predictable routine like the majority of the families out there.  

But that perspective thing I was saying earlier?  Yeah.  I am very lucky.  Nick could have a predictable schedule with a regular job, but he would be miserable.  He loves what he does.  He also could be deployed.  So the little time he does get with Tanner during the week is more than our friends get with their loved ones who are gone.  

I won't lie though, it's tough.  Tanner loves his daddy, and I wish he could see him more.  And I miss him, too.  But I will take this. This is the military way of life.  This is our life.  He won't have the normal 9-5 hours.  And I need to get use to that.   

I was thinking about all of this last night.  I woke up and looked over at  my sleeping husband.  He was there.  And for that, I am thankful.  


  1. We are most alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures!
    I love you!

  2. Reminds me a lot of a post I wrote, "Wouldn't change a thing." Crazy how a little dose of perspective can snap you out of a funk!

  3. I completely understand you! My husband was deployed last year for most of the year - March to almost the middle of October - and I know I don't have to tell a military wife how hard it is to have a husband gone, regardless of 'why' he is gone! I found myself so relieved, and yet still getting over some of the harder things a few days after he got back, when I found a website for fallen heroes,and realized that just two days after my husband came HOME, another AF dad died - and I realized just how good I had it! :) I am glad to know I am not the only one who thinks about things like this!