The Navy had been very gracious to us over the past year, bringing him home mid-deployment last March just in time (3 hours before) my mom went into brain surgery. Throughout the year his command, allowed him time as needed to help take care of our ever-changing situation on the home front. Just a couple of days after Thanksgiving Stan headed overseas for what we fondly call here at our house a "bonus deployment" (an extra little ditty between regularly scheduled deployments). Today, he arrived home safely.
As a side note, I have found it very difficult to write anything meaningful on my blog since (and really before) I lost my parents. My head seems so jumbled up with the tsunami of thoughts and emotions that enveloped last year, and words do not seem to come easily in writing these days. Some of the process is of sorting through the rubble is coming through photo journaling daily life. Please forgive me if words fail when I wish they would flow.
“When we step into the family, by the act of being born, we do step into a world which is incalculable, into a world which has its own strange laws, into a world which could do without us, into a world we have not made. In other words, when we step into the family we step into a fairy-tale.”