Sitting, waiting, wishing...

The one thing I've learned during my short time as a military spouse is this notorious quote "Hurry up and wait"...and boy is it true. Nathan (my husband) has been waiting on a flight to Kuwait for what seems like days now.  Although what feels like an eternity to me is in reality not so long, waiting for someone is something I never saw myself doing...for a girl with little patience it just didn't seem realistic. Nathan is my game changer the guy who made my world stop and I am now a firm believer in another famous quote "When you know, you KNOW". I can't imagine my life with anybody else.  Let's talk about the coming home jitters...Seriously I feel like I'm in middle school all over again, obsessing about what I'm going to wear, how my hair looks, and nervous about our "first kiss". I have this fear that he'll come home and regret waiting for "this"....the logical me knows better then that but the crazy side that has been away from her husband from a year can't help but let my mind wander that way. I can't imagine how this is going to feel five years from now, will it be routine? Or will with always be this nerve racking to see him again? Ah...who knows?  Welp, I can't say I'm cutting this short because of my active social life (truth is I have ABSOLUTELY no friends here right now) but I am cutting this short because the TV is staring at me begging me to play the next episode of 30 Rock on netflix :) Ciao!