One more week until I move to Jacksonville and get to live with my husband for reals again. I never thought this would be as hard as it is and I'll say one thing, I don't know how military wives do it. I have so much respect for them. I feel bad whining since I at least got to see him on weekends, sometimes for 3 day weekends. I can't imagine how lonely it feels to have your spouse be on the other side of the world for months at a time or even a year.
On a positive note, I really hope this week goes by quickly and that all my job hunting will pay off soon. I'm nervous about finding a new job, but everything will work out like it is supposed to, right? I just keep praying that it will. I have faith that we're getting right back on track and that God is looking out for us. I'm also really excited about exploring a new city and living in a place that neither of us has lived in before. I can't wait to try out new restaurants and figure out which neighborhood will be our new home.
So here's hoping that Jax will be fabulous and all will be 'normal' again sometime in the near future...
