Tuesday, November 30, 2010

A picture speaks a 1000 words...

Today's small victory will speak for itself.......

......the first picture of my soldier.  And if I dare say may have been even better, the look on our son's face when he saw his Daddy in uniform for the first time.  I can't think of a better way to sign off then with both of these images still fresh in my mind.  I hope you all have your own small victory today and everyday!

Monday, November 29, 2010

An Official Army Wife Victory!

I consider this my first official Army wife victory!  I got my first letter from Curt in the mail tonight.  Now that may not sound like much, but when you consider that he has to write by flash light, not get caught, AND find a way to mail it, that's pretty big.

Now I sent mine out to him this morning with the multiple (won't say just how many) letters I have already written while waiting for an address.  The real victory will be when he gets that!  Have you ever seen a military address before?  You need to be able to decipher some kind of accent secret military code in order to mail a letter and have it reach it's final destination, which I do believe is still encrypted in the address so you don't REALLY know exactly where you're writing to.  Needless to say, I will be sure to inform you when my letter(s) reach it's final destination at Ft. Sill.

In the meantime this is one very happy Army wife signing off.  I hope you can all find a victory of your own today, big or small.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

No longer co-dependent?

Let me start with yesterdays small victory.  This was a little difficult for me, but I know in the end it is all worth it and I will prosper.  Simply said, I was the bigger person.  It's not the first time, and I know it won't be the last.  I made a promise to someone I care deeply about and I intend to keep that promise.  That requires me to be the bigger person, no matter how difficult it may currently be or continue to become, I intend to honor my promise.

Now on to today, this day has been full of small victories for me.  They may not sound like much, but as the title suggests, I am what any person that knows me even remotely well, would consider very co-dependent. This has been true my entire life.  I have always been co-dependent on my parents, specifically my mom, and different friends during different times in my life, and of course my husband for almost 9 years now.  There isn't a person who knows me who will disagree for a New York minute with this statement, it has, always been part of my personality.  

Well, co-dependence has no place in Army life.  If you don't do it, it simply will not get done if your spouse is not there to do it for one reason or another.  In this case, it's been a journey of small steps all leading up to today.  For me, today was the proof that I CAN do it, whatever IT maybe.  IT, today consisted of babysitting for a dear friend of mine, then dropping off some fundraiser cups to one of Curt's old co-workers who was wonderful enough to take them to his old job so I didn't have to.  Then pick up the greatest dog for some play time while my parents were out and about. 

At this point I decided it was Christmas decorating time.  This is usually the time where Curt does all the hard, physical work, and I put the music on and flutter around deciding what decorations go where.  Well not this year.  While Curt is in BCT, I'm here to do it all if I want it done.  To be honest, at first I didn't.  We're spending Christmas Eve night at my parents house, so I wasn't going to put the tree up.  In my co-dependent mind it was too much trouble.  After saying this to my mom and Curt a while back, I was faced with to very disappointed people, and I hadn't even gotten to my son yet, so after some pondering, I quickly changed my tune and decided the tree must go up.

So today was the day, I started with the things I could easily reach and brought them in the house.  That's when I tackled the tree.  The tree hangs in a large red bag on the wall of our garage, much higher than my 5'2" body.  So I get the ladder, this is where it begins to get comical....I had NO idea a ladder could be so damn complicated!  If there is a bell or whistle to be had on a ladder, this one has it!  So I think it took me 10 minutes just to get it into position.  Now don't ask me why, but it never occurred to me that the Christmas tree would be heavy.  Or at least not THIS heavy!  So when I finally shimmy off one of the hooks, I still have another to go, and then I have to get the tree from my perch on the ladder down to the ground and into the house.  I can only imagine what a sight this much have been for anyone passing bye!

I make it inside, and lucky for me, the tree is only 3 pieces, can't be too hard right?  Well it's 7.5 ft I'm just over 5 ft and there's quite a few cords that got a bit tangled in transit.  Yet somehow there is a 7.5 ft Christmas tree in my living room, that I managed to get up, rather comically, by myself.  While still finding time to flutter around and put up all the "fun" stuff. 

I did send out a co-dependent text for my mom's assistance in "fluffing" the tree tomorrow, so I am by no means cured of my co-dependency, but I am well on my way to a life of much less dependency then ever before, and I must say, for me that is far more than a small victory!

Friday, November 26, 2010

Jumping on the blogging band wagon....

That's right, you read correctly, I'm jumping on the blogging band wagon, and I think it's about time!  I'm actually doing this for a few reasons.  Writing has always been therapeutic for me, and now seems to be a great time to start back up.  I also wanted a way to chronicle the changes that have been taking place in my life.  This seemed like an opportune way to do both.  I am writing for myself, but I would love to hear your opinion if you choose to follow or just stop in now and then. 

As the title "Small Victories and a Little More Life to Live" suggests, I am writing this with the intention of having a more positive spin on my posts.  For those of you who don't already know, Curtis is currently in basic training for the Army.  He left 2 and 1/2 weeks ago and in that short time I have learned quite a bit about myself.  The person I was, the person I am becoming, and the person I want to be.  In the mean time I have been counting the days by my "small victories" rather than "minor defeats" as I once would have.  Sometimes a victory is as small as getting the trash or the recycling to the curb BEFORE I get in the car and realize that everyone else has their can out and I don't have mine out.  Other times it's simply making it to pick up Gunnar at 5:50pm instead of 5:58pm. 

Whatever it may be on any given day, I am choosing to look at each day in a different way.  I want to find the small victory in everyday.  I want to live life a little more each day and find the joy in all I do.  When my husband comes home, I want him to come home to the person he fell in love with, not the person he's been living with recently.  He made a huge sacrifice for our family, and I intend to show him that although I cannot make the same exact sacrifice he has, I can make sacrifices for him and our family, and I can be a better, stronger person to stand beside him on this journey.

So this is me, changing, growing, finding the small victories in everyday life and living life a little more.  I hope that you will do the same.