There I was early April, packing my bags preparing for the move of a lifetime. The hardest part wasn't leaving my husband at the time. It was leaving my friends. The friends that I went through pregnancy, deployment, and the hardest times of my life with. The friends that helped raise my newborn, helped through the failing marriage, and kept my spirits high. The week before I left was full of packing, a lot of it. And a good bye surprise party hosted by the most amazing friends. Early April morning, my best friend came to pick us up and a ton of stuff. Thankfully, she had the Suburban, that was pushing it. Only a best friend would pick up her broken hearted friend, her one year old son, a dog, cat, stroller, car sear, three bags of luggage, diaper bag, and a huge backpack. I cried at the airport, I couldn't believe I was saying good bye to my best friend, and life. For the past three years, all I knew was the military life style. Saying goodbye. I looked like a crazy person, stressed out checking in, baby still with my best friend as she said 'see you later' to him. It was chaos and one of the most stressful moments in my life. Once checked in, I went to get my son, holding back tears and hugged my best friend one last time. I couldn't believe it, I was getting on a plane and leaving the life I once had and starting over.
I found a place to live rent free, was it ideal no but it worked. Am I going to get into it, maybe at another time. But I got a job about a week and a half after being in KS. After a few months working I finally had the money to move. I found a duplex and rented it. So here I am, my almost two year old and I. Working full time, he is in a daycare that I can barely afford and we're making it work.
There are so many possibilities that the future holds. It won't be easy, but it will all happen in time. And eventually I will find the happiness once again. Until then, I will continue enjoying every moment I have with my son, working hard and pushing myself to grow as a mom and individual every day.
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