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Today, I dropped the husband off at the airport to go to Japan for the next two years. Our whole move from Florida to Washington was in preparation for this day, but now that it is here, I feel like I cannot grasp it fully.

It’s a weird thing to be a military spouse. I am not the typical military spouse with anchors and shit like ‘live, laugh, love’ on the walls, but I feel like this part is the same for everyone. The emptiness.

We have three fur kids who I love deeply and they get me through a lot, but I do not get the luxury of being caught up in the rush of life with human kids, which serves as the main distraction for a lot of military spouses that helps the time go faster. I don’t want human kids, but anytime you look up ways to get through deployment, so much of that crap is kid related. I have school and work sure, but with too much free time, plus being an introvert, time tends to crawl when he is gone.

Of course I am my own person without him, but when you live with your best friend, their absence can be crushing. Not for the fact that I have to do all the laundry and wash all the dishes, but the small things like deciding what’s for dinner or what to watch every night alone, is where I feel this the most. It’s the coffee together and walks in the neighborhood together with our dog that I miss. The little things that we do together becomes much larger when you no longer have them.

The main reason I wanted to start this blog, is to have something that holds my attention and keeps me engaged. Give me something to look forward to everyday.

Anyone else relate?

Thanks for reading.