Yesterday, I was driving home when I turned the corner to our street and saw his truck in the driveway. My heart skipped a beat and for a moment I thought he was home. I was quickly jolted back to reality that I was the one who drove his truck and parked it in the driveway. He wasn't home and won't be for a while. I have to admit I was disappointed.
He sent me an email today about an assignment they are taking volunteers for. He wanted to know what I thought. As much as I am completely supportive and think this assignment would be good my heart still breaks. I know it will require traveling and him being gone. Staying here though means the same thing. I have accepted that part of the Air Force but I can't help but wonder will we ever get an assignment where he is home? There is a huge debate on which is easier a deployment where they are gone but you know what to expect or the constant coming and going where you don't know when they will be home or not. There is a flip side to that, I know that if he ever gets a job where he is home, it will be long hours and days. I wonder if I can do this for at least nine more years.
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