OK, this is not my favorite subject but I guess I need to get it out and no one in my life really wants to here it. Not that they wouldn't listen, I just don't want to bore them - so I will bore whoever is reading this.
I am an Army wife and my husband and I have served for over 24 years. We have been stationed here in Alaska almost six years now and in 62 days we'll be leaving to go to Ft. Knox, Kentucky. Now, I am a Florida gal and my husband hails originally from Minnesota and we have had some wonderful times here in Alaska but for the most part, we are ready to move. At least we seemed to be until my daughter had our grandson, Brian. I know what you're thinking, every child grows up and moves on - except, we're the ones moving. It's so strange to realize that she will stay here.
Now I am a rational woman, I have lived all of my adult life away from my family roots, so I know what it's like to be in love and want to start your own life. But I didn't have a baby when I started out so I only had to worry about myself.
We have talked to her about moving with us and without drudging up all the gory details, she is basically torn between staying here to be with her baby's father and going with us so she can go back to school. He won't go and she is scared. So there you have it. Love sucks sometimes, especially when it interferes with sound, rational decision making. I feel for her though, because I really do understand her predicament and I wish I had a better solution for her.
So at this stage I am just trying to make the best of a not so good situation. I have nine weeks to spend with her and Brian and to pack up my household.
We read a lot about what the soldiers sacrifice - families sacrifice a lot too.
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