Sunday, July 23, 2006

Wonderful American Walls

The few times I've been able to talk to my husband this week, we've been able to happily discuss his homecoming. It's hard to believe that it's been almost a year since we said our tearful good bye. So, when he called last night, I asked him what he wants to do when he gets home.

me: Is there anything particular you can think of?

him: I'd like to sit and stare at a wall for a month, as long as it's in America

Certainly gives his stay in Iraq new meaning for me. How spoiled we've become. I wish I could take away that feeling for him. We've been married 8 years and were fortunate enough that the first 5 years were prior to his enlistment, which means we got to be together. I really don't think I could sum up all the meaning that that one sentence carries, but I certainly plan on spending the rest of my life sitting and staring at that wall with him.

2 comments:

The Michael said...

Hun, just remember, while looking at that wall with him; you'll never see what he sees. But that's OK. As long as he has you too look at, he can handle whatever that wall throws at him. And so can you.

homo escapeons said...

I sure hope that this all works out for you.
I suppose that if Iraq officially turns into a 'Civil War' then you two will be able to stare at that wall together a lot sooner.
Hang in there.