The Army Wife Chapters
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Week 20: Photolog – Army Girl
I have become an Army girl. Like I’ve said before, a man in the military was always one of my turnoffs. So, sometimes the irony is overwhelming. Never in my wildest dreams did I see myself falling for an Army dude. And here I am, wearing his jacket, shirt, and hat. Never say never, my dears ; )
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Week 19: The Difference a Year Can Make
I’m a big journaler. This isn’t a surprise to anyone who knows me. Hawk actually handmade me a journal for my birthday last year because he knew it was something I would use and cherish – and I do. So, it isn’t an unusual occurrence for me to randomly read some of my past journal entries. However, what is new is when I decided I wanted to read some to Hawk to reminisce about the day he asked me out. It’s comical now to reread all my thoughts and analytical wonderings and the insecurities that seemed to plague me during our “getting to know you as more than friends” on…
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Week 17: Photolog – Beach Loves
4 Months down. 6ish to go. I’m at the beach this weekend, so I only thought it proper to include some pictures of Hawk and me at the beach, because face it, we are Florida kids through and through. I miss the beach with my guy. One of our favorite things to do is walk the beach together. Holding hands. Talking. Laughing. Just being in one another’s presence. Now this became a greater problem this particular trip considering Hawk is 5,550 miles away. However, due to twenty-first century marvels, I was able to Skype him on the beach! He was grateful, not just to see me, but especially just to…
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Week 16: On the Phrase “Overbeforeyouknowit”
The first time I heard that phrase was right when Hawk left for Annual Training…the day after he asked me out. At the time, I was like “Oh, yeah, these days will fly by!” Foolish, girl. It seemed like the longest two weeks ever. Because even back then, I knew he was going to deploy. And those two weeks symbolized the deployment for me. Many times I battled thoughts like “This is only the beginning!” “If I’m going crazy in two weeks, how on earth am I going to handle FIFTY-two weeks!” Thus, began my hatred for the phrase #overbeforeyouknowit. And yet, yesterday I pulled up my email and saw…
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Week 14: The Box O’ Stuff
Now that Hawk has finally received it, I can’t spoil the surprise. Ever since Farewell, I have been thinking of little things that I wanted to send him. As the weeks passed, I began to slowly set aside things on my dresser until I finally made the trip to the post office to get a Priority box to mail it in. Of course, Hawk requested only two things: An iPod case and Sour Jacks. Wouldn’t you know that Sour Jacks just so happen to be some of the hardest candies to locate on the face of this earth. Sour Patch Kids? No problem, they are everywhere, but does he want…
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Week 13 : The Lost Art of Letters
I’ve always loved handwritten letters. Ever since I was a little girl, I always thought there was something about that little red flag sticking up in the air. It isn’t unusual for me to send cards or letters to my friends or people I am thinking about on a regular basis, actually I can be accused of doing so quite often. As a matter of fact, I was known to one of my friend’s boyfriend’s as the “girl that writes letters.” No, I’m not joking. Letter writing is some serious business. Because “snail mail” is something that has captured my heart, I wrote Hawk 12 letters before he deployed. I…
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Week 13: Photolog
It’s been three months. And I miss moments like these. I’ve never been so ready for anything in my life than to hug this man again.
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Week 11: London’s Calling!
When I said Farewell to Hawk almost two and a half months ago, I seriously thought that it would be an entire year before I would get to see him again. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think this was possible. And it is undeniably such a God thing. But plane tickets are booked! The confirmations have been emailed! It’s official! LONDON’S CALLING!
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Week 10: Memorial Day
Today is Memorial Day. Like many others my mind is full of the price our freedom actually costs. And unlike times in the past, I can only allow those thoughts to linger for so long. I can only handle so many heartbreaking photos and stories of those who have lost their loved ones. This year I’m scrolling by quickly. Because my man isn’t home yet. And while the area he is deployed isn’t exactly in the most dangerous “hotspot,” danger still exists, not to mention the fact that flying alone carries elements of danger itself. (You should see the manual Hawk has of potential things that could go wrong. It’s…
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Week 9: Big Things!
May has been a month of changes. Some exciting, some overwhelming, some just new. Sunday- May 5th A couple of weeks ago, I had reached my desperate point. While in church the song “I Surrender All” played and I just gave it all up. I gave up my worries about finding a “career job” that I had been looking so hard for. I gave up the constant mental battle of loneliness dealing with this deployment. I just gave up trying to make it all work. I reached the end of me. It was going to have to be God. Because Heaven knows I had done everything in “my” power to…
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Week 7: “Emily” Flowers
A couple of days ago, I had a bad day. One of those days where you wake up and feel the weight of the world and all you want to do is pull the covers over your head and go back to sleep. Because sleep was relief from racing thoughts. And I did for a while. And then I had to get up, because I would’ve laid in that bed all day long. And that wasn’t going to get me anywhere. Yesterday, a day after Hawk and my 8th month anniversary, there was a package left on my doorstep. It was a purple flower box. And it made an okay…
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Week 6: Lest I Forget
May means another calendar page turned. It gives me satisfaction that time is indeed moving. Yet it also seems like I should be looking back on May like it was a long time ago. While I am sometimes tempted to bemoan the fact that Hawk is over 5,500 miles away from me, and that the time difference is such an inconvenience, and that we don’t talk near as much as we used to; I never want to be ungrateful for all the blessings that we do have. Like the blessing of Wi-Fi and the fact that I can still see his face even though an entire ocean separates us. Like…
