Kuwait

After work yesterday I had to rush home and get my volleyball clothes together and get over to the Westside. I am playing on a girls team this season which is new for me. I have played on a co-ed team for several years and will be continuing to do that but have picked up the girls team since I have some extra time on my hands. I was a little out of it at the practice, my mind was on Derrick and weather he had made it to Kuwait okay. When the practice was over some of the girls headed over to Emilio's for some pizza and a couple of much needed beers.

When I got home I was exhausted, I almost went right to bed but I had an itching feeling to check my e-mail and I am so glad that I did, there it was, in my in-box "Derrick Military" subject line reading "e-mail from Kuwait" I was so happy and relieved! Derrick had made it, he was tired and did not have much time but he had contacted me.

Last night laying in bed I started to think of all the military wives before me and how lucky I really am to have contact with Derrick. E-mails and phone calls are a new concept as far as a husband being away at war are concerned. The thought of getting just one or two tattered letters dated months before over the course of a two year deployment would be too much for a girl like me to handle. As much as my situation really stinks, it could be much worse, and that is what I have to keep in mind when I start getting down. Every day that I make it through is one day closer to when Derrick comes home.