I hate nights like this…
When you sign up to be a military wife, you pretty much sign up for uncertainty for the rest of your life. Or for at least the rest of the time your husband is a member of the military.
I am lucky though. Even though my loving hubby is deployed, I am still able to talk to him pretty much daily. There are nights though, like tonight, where that isn’t the case.
I hate nights like tonight.
The Hubs and I spoke briefly this morning around 7am, I was still partially asleep after a long, restless night due to heavy rain and a 160lb Great Dane who is afraid of the slightest hint of the sound of rain. He informed me of his mission, we exchanged “I Love You’s” and after confirming when I should hear from him again, we ended our conversation.
It is less than an hour until the end of today and so far, no word from the Hubs. I hate this! I know he is fine. Probably stuck somewhere out of range of civilization, and more importantly, cell service!
The only reason why I’m not freaking out right now is because…Wait! Does this count as freaking out? Pouring my feelings out on a blog post in the middle of the night for the sole purpose of relieving my mind of the mini-torture it’s being put through at the moment.
The only reason why I’m not freaking out is because I definitely have “Military Wife Intuition”. There have been “issues” in the past where I felt that something wasn’t right, and during those times I would receive a call from the Hubs saying, “I’m OK but there was an accident”. Those moments confirmed that my senses were on point with this kind of thing.
So tonight, I am feeling no bad vibes but I still hate nights like this
I miss him.