So... my husband is deploying. I've known for 60-some odd days, and had it in my mind that I would start this blog on Day 30 of the countdown to departure. I would blog from that day until the day he was returning. But alas, all well laid plans have been crapped on once again. What started out as Day 33 for me, was like a carpet ripped out from underneath me, Departure was to be on July 4th, but now I was made aware that he would be leaving us on July 1..... So good-bye Day 33, Hello Day 29.....
I felt punched in the stomach, I admit, I threw up. Yes, I am a big baby when it comes to this. It is a trial that I did not want, ask for, or really wish to have any part of. But again, it's my journey, I have no choice and trudge forward I must.
Hello..... I am Misty, If you care, great- read on, if you don't... I'm okay with that too. I am the mother to 7 children.... Ashlee- 22, Hannah- 16, Taylor- 15, Jacob- 13, Tanner- 11, Jackson- 10, and Maddie- 6. I also have a spare at my house- Taylor- 18. My husband is in the 1644th Transportation Unit of the Illinois Army National Guard and on July 1st he departs this household for a 12 month deployment in Iraq. Together we are one hott mess of a family, a chaotic group that fits remarkably well.
God better be paying close attention to this family. I've decided to take my dramatic, intense, out of whack self to this blog for my own saving. I have to scream, I have to write, I have to cry and I have to do it somewhere productive.... so Welcome to Day 30.... a day that didn't even exist, yet was so poignant all its own.
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