Roger left for Baghdad today.
I said Goodbye to him at the Dulles Airport, and I drove away crying. I've dropped Roger for many short term job related trips with no second thoughts, but I've cried every time I've said goodbye to him going to the Middle East, even when I did so in Italy.
As I drove in tears for a few miles I realized that I didn't know where the hell I was, and that I was alone in this place that was still foreign to me. I quickly realized that I could not just get home on auto-pilot, as I'd always done in the past - I would need my navigator.... and after all that is why Roger bought it for me.
My husband and I made this choice together, and I will uphold my end of this agreement. I will do this with strength and without much complaint.
Maybe along this journey I will learn something about myself, Virginia and life.
I already miss my husband, my job is to make sure he has a better life to return to.
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But we'll take good care of him on this end. Just like I have the last two times he has been on these adventures. Roger and I first met in Afghanistan and we ended up moving on to Iraq after that. I then went to VA first and he came after he got done freezing his butt off down on Operation Deep Freeze. Here I am in Iraq again and low and behold Roger is headed my way. Since we will be working together, once again, then I am sure we'll have lots of stories to tell...
So I can blame you for all of this?
:-)
See how women are? Always looking for someone to blame. Haha
He'll be home in time to crush the grapes for you. :-)
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