As was expected, this little Princess was all alone on Valentine's Day. DH took a jet to Ellsworth AFB, where we lived for 4 and half years, and they had too many meetings to make the flight back. Does this surprise me? If you are a milspouse...particularly an aviator's wife...you are probably laughing right now. Being alone on a holiday or going stag to a function aren't new to us. We roll with it...we share a finely honed talent for making the best out of a less than ideal situation.
I found a certain humour in the fact that he was alone on Ellsworth during a holiday, as I have spent so many there myself. Thinking of Ellsworth and my first holidays alone will always remind me of 9/11. He was at Nellis that morning and I was alone...we were in our first house. I don't really feel like stirring up all those emotions...not for myself or for anyone else. It just jumped in my head when I realized that this time, DH was there alone on a holiday.
I asked him to go and take a picture of our first real home...
This is what he sent:
I do not like change.