I just realized that I haven’t posted any pictures of my dogs in almost a year! They’re cute little buggers, too! :razz: I took a few pictures of them yesterday, and boy did they love the attention. They would sit on command and wait until I took the photo. They are incredibly smart dogs. Especially Fox right here. I told him to stay, and so he froze so I could take this particular photo. They’re catching on fairly quick. :wink:

I don’t have much else to blog about. I haven’t been feeling to well lately (emotionally). So I leave you with a couple more shots of my two Chihuahuas, Fox (the big mutant one) and Gambit.





“The reason it hurts so much to separate, is because our souls are connected.”

It’s 3am and I can’t get to sleep. I have these nights on occasion, although they’re becoming more and more frequent. These are the nights where I can’t stop thinking of my husband, and the pain is just overwhelming.

I sleep alone. I cry alone. My heart aches for him. I live my life as if nothing is wrong, but inside I’m dying every day that he and I are apart. The phone calls are not enough. The weekend visits to see him are not enough. My heart just breaks every time we have to say good-bye.

I always considered myself to be a strong person. I thought that I could handle being a Navy wife. It is incredibly hard. It is the hardest thing I ever had to do. I finally graduated this past spring, and the one person who had been there for me through everything wasn’t there to see me finally get that degree. I sat there during the ceremony, crying because my husband wasn’t there with me.

I save all the messages he leaves on my phone, and I listen to them constantly just to hear his voice. I read his letters all the time, and I remember how I felt every time I received one from him. I go through every single picture I have with him, and I can feel my throat constrict with the tears I know are coming. I want him to come home, and never leave.

But no matter how hard it is, or how badly my heart feels like it’s breaking, I don’t ever regret the choices we’ve made. It’s all worth it when I am finally able to see him; all the pain and sadness forgotten, if only for a while. I’m counting the weeks until he comes home, and I pray every day that they go by quickly.




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