Visit from the DH

     DH is home! He is home, thank you Jesus he is home!!!  DH came home last Wednesday, and we still have a full solid week left with him before he heads back north to finish out his season.  For all of those wondering, it is not weird for me to have him home.  It is not the same as the days as when I am alone, because I have an awesome DH.  It isn't weird, because with him home things are normal.  I know he has trouble adjusting to the noise, and being around so many people, but for me and the littles, this is the most normal we have felt since probably May.
     We didn't plan much for his trip home so that he didn't go back to work exhausted.  The one big mistake I did make was to spend more than a little time talking about health insurance.  This got me all worked up and in a mood.  Why?!  The biggest challenge in my life is worrying about tomorrow.  I have been working on this in my life for years now, and it can still be one of my biggest faults.  It dawned on me while doing my house-wifely things this evening that we have prayed to be exactly where we are.  We have prayed specifically, asked for guidance, as well as strength, and for God to open the doors that led to His will and what was best for our family.  After all of that praying, I should have more faith that God will pull us through something as minor as health insurance.  No I don't think God is personally going to sit down and figure out my, and America's, health coverage crisis.  But He will be here with us as we find what we need for our family.  With our youngest and the things he will need in the next years of his life, this is a big thing in our family.  Its huge.  Yet, I know that we will be provided with everything that we need.
     I am looking forward to spending this week with DH and trying not to waste precious time with worrying about things.  Real time with him here would be better spent on a date, or a visit to the school to watch our daughter's play.  A trip into the woods to pick our Christmas tree, Thanksgiving dinner, decorating our home for Christmas, and possibly a little shopping ;)  These are the things that will fill our week.  Memories, not worries. 
     Now to find a sticky note to plaster to my forehead to remind myself not to worry....
Have a great night all...

Just a little ramble

How do we do it, why do we do it?  I only understand a little bit, and I am doing it.  

Two hearts so far away, still beating the same beat, 

two souls singing the same song.

We are still together on this road we travel along.

     Every week, somebody says to me, how do you do it?  My answer varies day by day, depending on how much energy I have left after I have given so much.  The honest answer...  I trust.  I trust my husband to do what is best for his family.  I trust in the relationship we have built, and at times rebuilt.  I trust that my love for him will never fade, never again falter, never.  I trust in the plan God has for our lives.  I trust in the plan He has for our children's lives as well.  

     I believe in a life that is better than our past.  A life that is still full of obstacles, but really we faced the toughest already.  I believe in a life of hope, and strength.  I believe in building a future for our children and not living only in this moment.  I believe that sharing our story is something we must do.  Sharing the hardships, the blessings, the trials, and the triumphs.  I believe in growing as a person and as a wife, and how do you grow without challenges?

     Right now, people see the physical distance between my husband and I.  They may judge, and they may question, but the reality is our relationship is not built on the physical.  We can be strong together, we can be weak together.  I miss him dearly, I pray for his safety and comfort daily, and that God will bring him home to us safely.  With each trip my love only grows for this man.

     How do we do it?  We get up each morning, we do the things that need to be done, and the things we have been called to do.  We don't spend too much time questioning it, we embrace it, and allow our relationship to mature in ways others may never experience.  

  I love you my DH, SO, my love, my honey.

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-Tara