It’s 4/20 and you know what that means? No, no, get your head out of the gutter. Not THAT.
It’s the anniversary of my husbands commissioning into the US Navy. It’s been 5 years now.
In that five years:
~We have lived in 4 states (not counting the one we left to join the Navy).
~We have birthed 4 children.
~We have gone through 3 years of sea duty and over 18 months of separation.
But we are lucky.
He did not miss a single birth of our children.
He has not missed any major life-altering events (minus an ultrasound, but, hey, that phone call to the Ombudsman to tell that there were THREE babies makes for a GREAT story).
The separations make the time together all the more important. In the two years we lived in Ohio, we never LIVED as much as we do now. We take every opportunity possible to travel and make memories as a family, knowing that there will be times that we cannot.
We have survived 5 years. Here’s to the future, the adventures to come, and who knows where it’ll take us!