This week I should be at home visiting family and friends, but instead I am stuck in Texas. With another move looming, and a winging we have to pay for, it seemed like a better idea to stay here than spend the money to get back to KC. My family is talking about this weekend and how excited they are to see each other. All I want to do is cry. I haven't seen my family in a year. Nobody has met Meeghan yet. I won't get to meet the other new babies in my family. I have no clue when I will. We are thinking about going back at Thanksgiving, but I don't know if it will happen. I can feel the bitterness and resentment building inside of me. There are definite pros and cons to being married to a military member. This is a big con for me. I miss my family. I miss my friends.
In order to take my mind off missing my family (or in fact this could make it worse), I have started planning a vacation for next summer. I have wanted my best friend (more like a sister) to visit since I moved, but she has been unable. I was talking to her the other day and said we just need to do it. We need to say a year from now we will go on vacation together. So we are. She has a daughter who is 4 months older than Hannah, so we have decided to go to Disney World next summer. She is a teacher so summer is the best time for her to go. We both have been pretty excited talking about where to stay and what the girls can do together. The only flaw in this plan is again the Navy. If the husband doesn't get the plane he wants, we could be in Hawaii by this time next year. That would suck trying to get back to Florida. Right now I am under the assumption that he will get the plane he wants and we will be in Jacksonville for a few years. I guess we will find out in a few weeks!