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So when I married my husband I had to learn how to embrace free spirit-nism. I am a person who writes things down like five times in three different notebooks. I look at the notes like 30 times before I have to preform the tasks and I always without fail overthink everything. I never want to be a complete failure at anything that I do , and most of all I usually want everything I do I want to have the most fun , if its possible . On the other hand my husband is my direct opposite. He’s the type person that says let’s go to the beach 6 hours away at 5PM on a Friday night . He will tell me that if we leave now that it would only take us 3 hours to get there and it won’t hurt us to leave at 3 AM Sunday morning to get back to our wonderful youth department. Me on the other hand …I hate it ! I will get in the car with him but I will try to convince him that there are other places we can get to in a few hours and still have fun and we have experienced several Friday nights in different cities just for the fun of it . I have learned to enjoy and then over plan when I got back home .
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It didn’t come as a surprise to me when he decided to make a career change that would cause him to travel across the Southeastern US weekly. And it really wasn’t a surprise when he told me that he had enlisted in the Air Force. All of my plans I had for the next 3 months were scattered. I spent the entire month of January trying to plan for life in March April and May but how would I when I didn’t know what would happen . Suddenly I felt out of place. I would call my best friend and just talk for hours about nothing just to get my mind off the things that would possibly happen to us. I knew that there would be a day that he would leave but that date was to be determined. It caught me off guard when he came in and told me the date he had for training . This meant he would miss our daughters birthday’s , Pk’s Kindergarten graduation and play. He would miss Memorial day and Easter. So many plans that we had , so many week end trips, so many mini vacations missed.
There is a lesson in everything. My lesson in this is the power of patience and that sometimes our plans change.
Living and Loving Life
Tesha
