Well, he made it home over the weekend, and oh, it's been wonderful.
I feel as if my life couldn't get any better... and if it does, I don't know what I'll do with myself.
It's day 4, and it's as if he never left. Things are back to normal, but I can tell you, we've both changed.
He has changed in a way that he is more concerned with my well-being and if I'M okay. He's a little more patient(not much, but a little! haha), and he is a bit more understanding. He's come back from deployment as a freshly polished diamond. He is eager to do his "man-jobs" around the house, and he wraps me in his warmth at night. He's also realized that I've become a little more independent since he left, and keeps trying to convince me I don't have to do everything by myself anymore.
However, I've changed as well. I enjoy having healthy discussions on just about anything with him. He has made me realize, once again, there is no better man in this world for me. I've seen how he has grown to cherish everything in front of him, and I know that he would do anything for me. I've grown as an individual, as an adult, and as a wife.
For instance, today we had a discussion on abusive relationships. Dustin told me he just doesn't understand what snaps in men's heads that pushes them that far. I told him because they are selfish and think whatever their significant other did was deserving of being mentally or physically abused, and in reality, they don't deserve it. And the victim that falls under that begins to THINK they deserve it, and that's why they stay in such a nasty relationship.
Everytime we have had this SAME discussion before... it's always turned into a "healthy debate", as Dustin calls it. I think we've both opened up our minds to a new perspective and we value each other's opinions, which is causing us to bicker and argue even less then we did before he left.
I feel that we are on the right track, we've already discussed when we want to have kids, where we want to live when he gets out of the Corps, and what we're both going to do once we get there.
He's home, and I'll never be without him for the rest of my life. Things can't get any better, and I'm praying they stay this way for a long time.
Welcome Home, My Marine.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
T'was The Night Before Homecoming...
So it's 0330 here, and I can't sleep for the life of me. No sleepy pills tonight, because I need to hear the phone.
Needless to say, it's gonna be either a REAL early morning, or a REALLY long day tomorrow.
If I stay up for another 2 hours, I'm gonna hit up the Starbucks, because by that time I won't have a choice but to stay awake! haha.
I have been waiting for this day for 10 months, and it almost feels a little surreal that it's finally approaching... approaching slowly, but approaching none the less...
As I look back on this deployment, it seems that I am a much different person than I was before he took off. I've learned a lot about myself and I feel much more independent... Sadly, I have gotten used to him being gone and honestly it's going to be really odd having him in the house, and picking up his dirty clothes off the floor... odd, but wonderfully relieving.
It's less than 12 hours away, maybe even less than that, and I keep wondering what it's going to be like to see his face and wrap my arms around him since R&R back in September. I know that this will be the happiest day of my life, happier than the day we got married, and happier than seeing him for the first time on R&R...because this time, he's here to stay.
I just can't wait.
Needless to say, it's gonna be either a REAL early morning, or a REALLY long day tomorrow.
If I stay up for another 2 hours, I'm gonna hit up the Starbucks, because by that time I won't have a choice but to stay awake! haha.
I have been waiting for this day for 10 months, and it almost feels a little surreal that it's finally approaching... approaching slowly, but approaching none the less...
As I look back on this deployment, it seems that I am a much different person than I was before he took off. I've learned a lot about myself and I feel much more independent... Sadly, I have gotten used to him being gone and honestly it's going to be really odd having him in the house, and picking up his dirty clothes off the floor... odd, but wonderfully relieving.
It's less than 12 hours away, maybe even less than that, and I keep wondering what it's going to be like to see his face and wrap my arms around him since R&R back in September. I know that this will be the happiest day of my life, happier than the day we got married, and happier than seeing him for the first time on R&R...because this time, he's here to stay.
I just can't wait.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Comic Relief- Dogs & Husbands...
Why Dogs are Better:
They're always happy to see you.
They don't pee on the toilet seat... just everywhere else.
They actually *like* to cuddle.
Won't poke you in the middle of the night to do it.
After you leave, they don't call you after an hour to see where you are.
They actually feel bad when they're scolded.
They don't care what you look like.
They admit it when they're jealous.
You can kill one if they give you a disease.
They won't leave you for a younger owner when they get old.
It's ok if their friends can't come over.
You can train them.
They also admit when they're lost!
Similarities:
-They both come on demand.
-Neither of them shut up when you tell them to.
-They'll eat anything you give them.
-They both want to hump everything.
-Most can spend all day laying on the couch.
-Both deathly afraid of the vaccuum.
-Neither of them will ever notice when you do something new to your hair.
-Both hog the bed.
-Both want to go straight for your crotch the first time they meet you.
-They don't care if they fart in front of anybody.
-They both feel threatened by their own kind.
They're always happy to see you.
They don't pee on the toilet seat... just everywhere else.
They actually *like* to cuddle.
Won't poke you in the middle of the night to do it.
After you leave, they don't call you after an hour to see where you are.
They actually feel bad when they're scolded.
They don't care what you look like.
They admit it when they're jealous.
You can kill one if they give you a disease.
They won't leave you for a younger owner when they get old.
It's ok if their friends can't come over.
You can train them.
They also admit when they're lost!
Similarities:
-They both come on demand.
-Neither of them shut up when you tell them to.
-They'll eat anything you give them.
-They both want to hump everything.
-Most can spend all day laying on the couch.
-Both deathly afraid of the vaccuum.
-Neither of them will ever notice when you do something new to your hair.
-Both hog the bed.
-Both want to go straight for your crotch the first time they meet you.
-They don't care if they fart in front of anybody.
-They both feel threatened by their own kind.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
The Blessing of Homecoming
Dustin is due home the 3rd week in March, and how I wish I could post the date...
My mind is filled with so many different emotions, from totally stoked to sad, and everything in between.
It's been a rough 10 months. I've heard others that go through this experience and say, "it seems like it goes by so slow but once it's over, it seems like it flew by!" Definitely not for me. It's been a long hard road, and I'm so glad it's over (Well, almost). It seems each day closer to homecoming gets longer and longer and the sun doesn't set fast enough.
At the same time, I feel nervous, anticipant, with a thousand things running through my mind. I feel much more lonely and about as sad as I did when he first left... It seems as though this part is the hardest of all.
I've made the homecoming sign, got the other one I ordered in, and now it's just all about waiting. The one thing about waiting is that it can drive you insane, it's like I've been pacing back and forth in a big empty room waiting for someone to let me out. I feel like I'm holding my breath, but yet I'm breathing all at once.
It feels like everything goes wrong just as it did when he first left. I feel like if he were here, everything wouldn't be so hard to deal with. I almost feel more empty now then I did for the whole deployment.
With all those emotions, I am happy. I'm ecstatic. Sometimes I get so overwhelmed with emotion, that I just want to cry for no reason at all.
But most of all, when he gets here, I want him to be proud of me. I want him to be proud that I stayed as strong as I could, and kept it together. I want him to be proud that through all the bad days, I found something to make me smile. I want him to be proud to say I'm his wife.
The moment I see him for the first time in months, in his uniform, completely exhausted from the commute back, and he sees me and just smiles. The first embrace as he holds me tight and kisses my cheek and tells me "It's OK now," is the moment I will be able to let that out that sigh of relief and know everything is finally... OK.
And that... that is the best feeling of all.
The feeling of having him around everyday is one I will never take for granted. I didn't before, and I won't do it when he returns. It makes me cherish the time we have together, even when we can't stand each other, we still have each other.
As many downsides there are to the lifestyle, there is one thing that I can say which no one else can. I am a military wife. I know what it's like to be together, yet be so far apart. I know what a privilege it is to have you home every night, that it's not something you expect, it's not guaranteed.
So next time you hold your love close, think about how different your life could be. Count your blessings, and remember, it's a privilege.
My mind is filled with so many different emotions, from totally stoked to sad, and everything in between.
It's been a rough 10 months. I've heard others that go through this experience and say, "it seems like it goes by so slow but once it's over, it seems like it flew by!" Definitely not for me. It's been a long hard road, and I'm so glad it's over (Well, almost). It seems each day closer to homecoming gets longer and longer and the sun doesn't set fast enough.
At the same time, I feel nervous, anticipant, with a thousand things running through my mind. I feel much more lonely and about as sad as I did when he first left... It seems as though this part is the hardest of all.
I've made the homecoming sign, got the other one I ordered in, and now it's just all about waiting. The one thing about waiting is that it can drive you insane, it's like I've been pacing back and forth in a big empty room waiting for someone to let me out. I feel like I'm holding my breath, but yet I'm breathing all at once.
It feels like everything goes wrong just as it did when he first left. I feel like if he were here, everything wouldn't be so hard to deal with. I almost feel more empty now then I did for the whole deployment.
With all those emotions, I am happy. I'm ecstatic. Sometimes I get so overwhelmed with emotion, that I just want to cry for no reason at all.
But most of all, when he gets here, I want him to be proud of me. I want him to be proud that I stayed as strong as I could, and kept it together. I want him to be proud that through all the bad days, I found something to make me smile. I want him to be proud to say I'm his wife.
The moment I see him for the first time in months, in his uniform, completely exhausted from the commute back, and he sees me and just smiles. The first embrace as he holds me tight and kisses my cheek and tells me "It's OK now," is the moment I will be able to let that out that sigh of relief and know everything is finally... OK.
And that... that is the best feeling of all.
The feeling of having him around everyday is one I will never take for granted. I didn't before, and I won't do it when he returns. It makes me cherish the time we have together, even when we can't stand each other, we still have each other.
As many downsides there are to the lifestyle, there is one thing that I can say which no one else can. I am a military wife. I know what it's like to be together, yet be so far apart. I know what a privilege it is to have you home every night, that it's not something you expect, it's not guaranteed.
So next time you hold your love close, think about how different your life could be. Count your blessings, and remember, it's a privilege.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Allow Me To Introduce Myself.
Hello.
I'm Kendra. Last name used to be Wiser, but October 23, 2007, it changed to McCrory.
My husband is Dustin.
He currently a Cpl in the United States Marine Corps... his EAS (End of Active Service) is this August.
I'm 22, but don't let it fool you.
Right now, we are living on Marine Corps Base Hawaii.
Originally I'm from Houston.
I have no children, but tend to get attached to most of the ones I'm around. ( I can't wait to be a mommy!)
I blog because it's a good way for me to express and say things the way I really feel.
It's also a very good way to vent.
I'm a really nice person, but my family is my weakness. Don't f- with them :)
I don't party, I don't really go out much, my priorities are my marriage, family and getting the bills paid. The End.
On each blog I try to blend my personal life with a purpose, and with valuable input for someone to take back from.
Enjoy! :D
I'm Kendra. Last name used to be Wiser, but October 23, 2007, it changed to McCrory.
My husband is Dustin.
He currently a Cpl in the United States Marine Corps... his EAS (End of Active Service) is this August.
I'm 22, but don't let it fool you.
Right now, we are living on Marine Corps Base Hawaii.
Originally I'm from Houston.
I have no children, but tend to get attached to most of the ones I'm around. ( I can't wait to be a mommy!)
I blog because it's a good way for me to express and say things the way I really feel.
It's also a very good way to vent.
I'm a really nice person, but my family is my weakness. Don't f- with them :)
I don't party, I don't really go out much, my priorities are my marriage, family and getting the bills paid. The End.
On each blog I try to blend my personal life with a purpose, and with valuable input for someone to take back from.
Enjoy! :D
Things are Changing
Throughout the last 2 and a half years, my life has changed drastically.
One, marrying my wonderful husband, but mostly jumping in headfirst, scared to death, into a brand new lifestyle... one which I am very familiar with now, and that is the military lifestyle.
There have been lots of changes in both our lives, and our life together as a married couple... there are some things that have stayed the same, but a lot of things are different.
We are in it together. We don't need anyone's help. We're each other's best friend...
Particularly during this deployment, things have changed a lot quicker and a lot more drastically than ever before. My husband, Dustin, left in May 2009 on, what originally was, a 12 month deployment to Afghanistan.
Actually, let me rewind that. When we married in 2007, both our lives were changed for the better. We found what it was like to really love, run a household together, and of course have the typical married couple arguments... However, in those arguments, there have only been a few that I can count on one hand that we have ever raised our voices in. Still being so young, both 20 years of age, we wanted to start our marriage off the right way. We have learned a lot together, and we have been through a lot together, and got used to being with each other everyday.
So, back to deployment, with him being away, I learned to be more self sufficeint. Things I normally would have asked him to help with, I had to do.. mostly because I had no choice. I've gained a sense of independence, a sense that I have not felt since before we got married. I, and him as well, have matured much faster than those around us who do not have the responsibilities we do. I am thankful most people see the changes in us, and recognize how far we have come since we were young(er) and stupid.
However, to every upside, there is usually a down side. Not everyone we know has grown up like we have, and not everyone we know have the responsibilities and mindset we do, either. Because of that, we have lost some friends...not because we are better then them, but because we've bettered ourselves, and they have chosen not to and still expect one or both of us to act in an irresponsible and immature way.
I am not saddened by the loss of these friendships, only because we have gained better and more mature, true friendships.
We have recognized what is important to us... and that's each other, family, and getting the bills paid. Pulling all nighters, drinking ourselves to death, and hard partying are not the priorities we have. We have stepped in the right direction to only surround ourselves with positive energy and people, because we don't want anything to get in the way that doesn't have to. We are okay with starting over in a new place. I've actually come to like it! I feel like when we are alone, we focus better on our marriage and what's important to us. I really feel that's why we have had such a successful marriage so far.
So, just remember... You cannot change the things around you, you can only change yourself.
One, marrying my wonderful husband, but mostly jumping in headfirst, scared to death, into a brand new lifestyle... one which I am very familiar with now, and that is the military lifestyle.
There have been lots of changes in both our lives, and our life together as a married couple... there are some things that have stayed the same, but a lot of things are different.
We are in it together. We don't need anyone's help. We're each other's best friend...
Particularly during this deployment, things have changed a lot quicker and a lot more drastically than ever before. My husband, Dustin, left in May 2009 on, what originally was, a 12 month deployment to Afghanistan.
Actually, let me rewind that. When we married in 2007, both our lives were changed for the better. We found what it was like to really love, run a household together, and of course have the typical married couple arguments... However, in those arguments, there have only been a few that I can count on one hand that we have ever raised our voices in. Still being so young, both 20 years of age, we wanted to start our marriage off the right way. We have learned a lot together, and we have been through a lot together, and got used to being with each other everyday.
So, back to deployment, with him being away, I learned to be more self sufficeint. Things I normally would have asked him to help with, I had to do.. mostly because I had no choice. I've gained a sense of independence, a sense that I have not felt since before we got married. I, and him as well, have matured much faster than those around us who do not have the responsibilities we do. I am thankful most people see the changes in us, and recognize how far we have come since we were young(er) and stupid.
However, to every upside, there is usually a down side. Not everyone we know has grown up like we have, and not everyone we know have the responsibilities and mindset we do, either. Because of that, we have lost some friends...not because we are better then them, but because we've bettered ourselves, and they have chosen not to and still expect one or both of us to act in an irresponsible and immature way.
I am not saddened by the loss of these friendships, only because we have gained better and more mature, true friendships.
We have recognized what is important to us... and that's each other, family, and getting the bills paid. Pulling all nighters, drinking ourselves to death, and hard partying are not the priorities we have. We have stepped in the right direction to only surround ourselves with positive energy and people, because we don't want anything to get in the way that doesn't have to. We are okay with starting over in a new place. I've actually come to like it! I feel like when we are alone, we focus better on our marriage and what's important to us. I really feel that's why we have had such a successful marriage so far.
So, just remember... You cannot change the things around you, you can only change yourself.
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