So here I am, sipping on my diet coke and going on day 7 of racking my brain for inspiration on my very first blog post. I've already told you all about myself, my husband and our story of how I became a part of this Air Force lifestyle.
I started this blog mainly for myself to keep track of my life, memories, feelings, adventures etc., but also to share with fellow bloggers, and family and friends our life's adventures.
So here it goes, I pour my heart out about JUST how much i'm going to miss my family when we make our big move to Texas in February!! (for now, Ryan is in Arkansas finishing up loadmaster school and I am back and forth from Florida to Arkansas visiting)
(the place that I call HOME)
My husband has been in the USAF for 6 years now, and has been stationed more than 12 hours away from his home, family and childhood friends for all of those 6 years! So he is more than used to being away from family, and missing the important moments back home. When Ryan and I got married, I knew exactly what I was in for and that there was a 99% chance that I would be moving away from my family, the house that I grew up in, the amazing lifelong friends I have and the BEACH that I live literally 2 minutes away from. That 99% chance wasn't a 100% chance because we were anxiously awating orders to a new base due to the fact that Ryan was in training for a new job AND that job could possibly take him to the Air Force base in my town. I tried not to get my hopes up and I was already preparing myself for him to tell me that we weren't going to be living in my hometown bubble for the next however many years! As much as I was preparing myself, reality hit me hard when he told me that we had received our orders and it wasn't to Florida, but to Texas. Now, yes I know Texas is not horribly far from Florida (13 hours to be exact)... and it could be that we were headed half way across the world.. Which if that did happen, I would deal and life would go on. BUT.. for this small town girl, who is VERY close to her family and her mom is her best friend, it might as well be half way across the world.

I grew up in a pretty tight family that consisted of my mom, dad and older brother, and by all means we were not perfect but we LOVED with all we had! My parents did everything they could to give my brother and I a happy childhood and it was so much more than that! We spent a lot of time camping, going to the beach and the creek etc. as a family. As I got older we grew even closer and today my family and I are closer than ever. I went to college and worked 30 minutes away from home so I also lived at my parents house as I went through school. Up until I married Ryan I lived at home. I am a total momma and daddy's girl!

So lets backtrack to what I started this post about. I am MOVING AWAY from HOME! AHHH! As dramatic as it may sound, I am scared to be away from everything I know. My heart actually hurts to think about not seeing my family every day,not going to every family function, not seeing my BEAUTIFUL niece grow up right in front of me, my beautiful niece forgetting who I am (crazy, I know.. but I do think this). My fears for moving to Texas consist of having no friends, and no family living right next to me. I know that I will be fine and it will take time to adjust to being away from family, as well as meeting new people.
So while I am still dealing with moving away from everything I know, I am so thankful to have the best husband in the world to make this move with and start the next chapter in our life together. There are things that we are looking forward to about Texas, like that it is still in the SOUTH.. I can't live without some southern made sweet tea. We also are looking forward to the outdoor adventures we will have on the lakes, hiking trails and more!
All of my fellow military friends tell me that being away from home gets easier, and I do hope that is the case. Thank goodness for FACETIME, SKYPE AND PHONE CALLS. :)