Today is Veteran’s Day.
Nine years ago, this day held much less significance in my life. Then, everything changed.
We realized the value of time, making memories in each moment. I chose to embrace each day as an adventure and share that value with our son.
A year home, then another deployment. More mother and son adventures.
My husband’s job in the military offered no promotions and he grew increasingly exhausted by his position at our first duty station. He emailed the branch manager about a change. Then, we moved to Germany.
Up until this point in my life, I believe I had it easy. No big hardships or traumas. Then, I had a miscarriage. Almost as much as having a baby changes your life, so does losing one.
We knew upon our arrival and beginning work with the new unit that deployment would soon follow. Again, Dietrich and I faced the adventure. Again, Peter left a pregnant wife behind. Though we had some frustrations, all ended with a beautiful and healthy baby girl.
As his contract drew to an end, we prepared to return stateside. Transitioning to civilian life is the biggest adventure yet, but without the fun touristy stuff.
We watched the movers in Germany pack our belongings. Then, in horror we unpacked months later.
Now, we simply celebrate and continue making memories because Life is Truly a Great Adventure.
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