Ryan has officially been deployed.
Because of OPSEC, I won’t share where he has gone, or for exactly how long, but it’s going to be nearly a year, and dropping him off wasn’t the easiest thing in the world. I don’t think it’s really hit me just yet, but I know it will soon.
My mother has been a saint, and she’s come to NY to help me with the boys as we transition this first week. With Porter teething, Spencer missing Daddy and mama trying to get her feet back under her, I’m so grateful to have family close(ish).
Yesterday, I was able to go the ceremony to case the colors, and even then, I didn’t really feel it. But, I’m so, so, so proud of my husband. His sacrifice makes me so proud, and I know how hard this is for him.
So, here’s to a 2017 on opposite ends of the world. I have big goals, and I can’t wait to make my husband proud of me. Here we go. Let’s do this.
