I’ve been avoiding writing about something big that is happening in my life. Like, really big. I don’t have a good excuse, partly it’s because (as we all know) I am a lazy blogger, and it’s partly because I sort of keep hoping that if I don’t talk about it, maybe it won’t be such a big deal. At least that is what I keep telling myself. But I don’t think I can avoid it now. Things have been put into motion and there’s no stopping now.
My husband is leaving me…
…for a place in the 173rd A-100 class which starts up on July 15th!! Yep. We found out back in May and although he accepted the offer pretty quickly, until this week it kind of felt like a dream–like it wasn’t going to happen. But he packed out on Monday and now it’s starting to feel real.
I am so proud of him I could just burst. It has been such a long journey for him and I am glad that he is finally realizing his dream. That said, I’m not going to lie: I am really sad he is leaving. Really sad. We’ve spent the last few weeks hanging out with our friends as much as possible, saying goodbye to some of his favorite restaurants here in the El Paso/Juarez area, and just trying to spend as much time together as we can before he leaves, because we have no idea how long we’re saying goodbye for. A year is about the minimum it will be, but it could be more. We really don’t know anything yet and we won’t really know what is going to happen until his Flag Day mid-August.
In the meantime, we’ve got a great Farewell-to-Mexico trip planned and there are still a lot of details to work out for his move. Keep your fingers crossed that the Department Gods of Tandem Bidding will be kind to us!