It’s been a long time since I blogged. Hard to believe it has been since August 15th. I wanted this blog to keep me busy, and sort of track how I was doing throughout Joey’s (what seems like) endless deployment. But here I am, shocked at how long it has been, and in awe of how fast it has gone. 4 months down and R&R coming … and I have no idea where the time has gone.
My last post stated that I accepted a job teaching 4 different classes. Well, that turned out to be 5: Freshmen Spirit of Science, Biology, Botany, Biochemistry, and Anatomy & Physiology. I honestly don’t think I have ever been so busy studying, planning, and keeping ahead of my students. BUT – that being said – I am in love with my job. I couldn’t have gotten any luckier to be with both staff and students that understand my situation, and are completely supportive of me being a military wife (and everything that goes with it).
· I am asked how Joey is doing on a weekly basis.
· My students are eager to meet Joey, and ask about him daily.
· When thinking about me PCS’ing with Joey, staff response was that if I was only going to be there for a year, they were going to make me the best damn teacher I could be.
· I am being thanked for giving a crap, from both staff and students, even though they know sometimes it is hard for me to do.
· About a month ago, at school, I had to go to the office. I whipped around the corner to see two uniformed men standing in front of the office. Immediately, my body froze, and hysterical crying tears took over. The men just stared at me like a crazy person, and out of the corner of the office I hear, “Kari, they aren’t here for you!” The office lady cried with me when she understood, and let me stand there and cry it out.
· I am now warned before any recruiters come to school.
· The librarian wants to start a pen-pal program for the elementary kids and Joey’s unit.
How awesome is that?
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I am learning so much about myself and about what being independent is. When I reflect on how the last year has gone, I’m actually extremely impressed with myself. I have been on crutches for 6 months, gone through 2 intensive surgeries, a year of rehab, a move, applying for many jobs, interviewing for said jobs (just a week after surgery), and finally landing a new job. Just in the last year – that is incredible to me. I hold down my job, take care of my 2 dogs, take care of my apartment and everything that goes along with being a housekeeper (cleaning, cooking, shopping, etc.), have physical therapy 3 times per week, and deal with my husband’s deployment … and I must say I do it with grace and minimal complaining. I am SO fortunate. I have a job. I can walk again. I have a husband and a family that loves me. My dogs make me so happy the second I walk through the door. And for all of that, I am thankful.
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With my husband coming home very soon, I can only reiterate how thankful I am for all that I have. I cannot wait to see his face and plant a rather large and sloppy kiss on it. I cannot wait to hear the pug scream and howl and cry with excitement that his daddy has come home. I cannot wait to remember what it feels like to sleep next to my husband. And I cannot wait to show him how far I have come while he has been away. I know he will be proud.
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So as I bounce off the walls with excitement at the thought of my husband coming home for R&R, and thinking about how things have gone the last year, I now know that everything has happened the way that it was supposed to.
· I wasn’t supposed to join him in Germany
· I wasn’t supposed to be at my job (that I kept for 2 years) at my previous school
· I was supposed to have this year to learn and to grow
· I was supposed to understand what being independent means
· I was supposed to learn that I can take care of myself and do a damn good job of it
· And most importantly, I was supposed to grow up, and instead of being pissed at the world for things not going my way, appreciate the way things have turned out, appreciate my husband and family, and appreciate all the blessings in my life.
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If you take anything away from reading this, I hope it is that you find something to be thankful for. No matter how bad things are, how much you struggle and fight every day … be thankful for what you do have.
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