Celebrate the good, Deployment thoughts

Another ring in my tree…

Today is my birthday. My husband has been gone for 315 days. 45 weeks. And this. This “holiday” is the last one he will miss. (At least for a while!).

That took the sting out of his absence I think, and I can say I had a wonderful birthday. My coworker’s spoiled me and I felt so very loved. My daughters made me cards and pictures and we enjoyed a lovely dinner tonight. 

But one moment in particular stood out for me, and it was when I read a comment from my blogger friend, Jane over at 50statecanuck.com wrote. She was admiring my strength over this last year and said I was the trunk that held my family together. And it was in that moment I realized that all this while I HAVE been strong. I finally really have started to believe it. But more so, I have such gratitude for those that helped water my tree. The small handful of gardeners that made time to add sustinence to my life will be held close to my heart for a lifetime. Pic from Pinterest

So here’s to a new year, and another ring in my tree. 



33 thoughts on “Another ring in my tree…”

  1. Happy birthday! So happy for you that your countdown is on and your husband will be back to you soon. I can’t imagine what it would be like to go through a year of milestones without him. You are a strong person, and I for one appreciate the sacrifices not just of our troop, but also of their families. Thank you. 💙


  2. I’m glad you had a good birthday even if your husband was still gone.

    I’ve celebrated a few by my lonesome when my husband has been out of town on business — not quite the same, but it always sucks. And I’ve always made arrangements for fun things on my birthday when he’s gone, but I know you want your loved ones with you to celebrate.

    The tree analogy is so sweet — and true!

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