I just noticed I haven't posted in awhile and I'm sorry. I've just been going about life as close to normal as I can. I've been working out and trying to get down to weight but it seems the more I try, the more I see nothing on the scale or the tape, yet I can see that my abs are getting flatter... Oh well. I haven't had a soda in 3 days now. Yes, I do have a Red Bull in the morning, but hey, a girl needs her B vitamins and the caffeine! I've been drinking LOTS of water and eating well. Most of my diet is either vegetarian or health food. I do treat myself to something not so good for me, but it's not all the time. I do love me a cheeseburger on occasion lol.
I do have to say that Skype is so awesome! Getting to see my hubby brings me so much joy and helps the days without hearing from him a bit easier to deal with. I'm pretty sure he'll be proud of my keeping up the work out. I have say I did take a break from it when all the drama started happening but I think exercising is helping me deal with stress of it all. I'm already seeing an improvement in my stress induced stomach issues and in the hair loss. That is always good, but I am tired of the hair in my brush...
Well, not really much else to say, it's lunch time & I'm starved and I've got a ferret running around like a crazed loon.
Showing posts with label separation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label separation. Show all posts
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Day 47
Labels:
army,
deployment,
Diet,
life,
long distance relationships,
longing,
marriage,
military life,
missing him,
separation
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Lot's Wife
His last words to me were “walk away and don’t look back”
As if I would turn into a pillar of salt
Without turning around
Pillars of salt lined my cheeks
But I take those tears
And preserve my memories until he returns
To make a new batch
He’ll be in harm’s way
I’ll be safely in my home
Wondering if he’s ok
But this is what I signed up for
This life of having to walk away for way to long
Can’t look back when we part ways
Otherwise the salt comes again
Labels:
deployment,
poetry,
separation
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