So I run to my sanity, my computer. My pictures. I can lose myself in this editing thing and forget all about this world for a moment. On this computer I can write it out, shout it out, cry it out... and it's all ok. Right here its all ok.
In a moment I look out the window and see my neighbor Tracy. She and her husband are off to Wilford Hall for what could be, the birth of their son! I am sad, but others are in a very joyous time. I become happy. I am so very happy for them, I cry. It feels good. I feel better. Yes, I am excited to meet this new little man in their lives! I am thrilled to have been a part of his life even before birth, through friendship and pictures. This... this is what makes it all worth while being a military wife. The friendships that the military family has is truly amazing. We bond quickly, and make lasting-true friendships... and that is priceless to me.
I read the blog of my friend now partner Shelia of Shelia Stone Photography. Her husband just left last week. She had a 3 year old that she has to answer to concerning daddy. I have 3 dogs. I think I have it easier don't you? Besides, I'm looking at 8 months, she is looking at 18. God Bless you Shelia!
Over the weekend, as Eric and I shared breakfast, he opened the carton of strawberries and found this beautiful thing. I thought it a sign (crazy woman!) because it is a couple. A couple of strawberries that grew together as one. One day I will write about the day we moved into this house and the wishbone...
One huge, sturdy, yummy strawberry...
I'm going to be fine.

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