Times a tickin

You know what I was thinking about this morning? I was thinking how fast time just seems to fly by. When we first made the decision to have the Birds and I come back to the states and my husband to stay over seas the idea of being that far part for so long seemed taunting. Two years. That number when talking about years seems like an impossible number to live with. But today officially makes it two more months. Two more months and my husband and I will be together again. Two more months and it will not be my life and his life but it will be our life again. It's still the number two but wow the difference it makes. I can say that this time around I learned some very important things. You always learn something during a deployment. It might be about your marriage, about yourself, about family, or maybe just about life in general, but you always learn something. I can say with complete honesty that each time we have gone through a deployment it has changed me. The first time my husband was ever gone, I truly didn't think I could live without him. I didn't think I could do this thing called parenting without him. I had just turned 21. It seems so weird to think of that number as so young because when I was 12 all I wanted was to be 21. Now almost ten years later and I keep thinking to myself "Wow, I was so young." I can truly say I'm not the same person and though yes a lot of that change comes with age, a lot of it came from this life as a military wife too. There have been expectations and necessities in this life that have forced me to step outside my safe zone and grow. I don't regret it. Any of it. And with two more months to go and all the change that happens to a person in two years I can't help but wonder, who will I be the next time around?