Why am I doing this??

Those of you that have known for me for any amount of time know that I keep a written journal and write quite a bit in it. It has on more than one occasion, become a source of salvation, someplace to better understand myself, a place to get all the words and feelings and thoughts and emotions out of my head. I am frequently more honest in my journal than I am with myself. And I write to remember, to record the moments in my life; the small ordinary moments that pass by so quickly, and the big moments, that rock my world, and alter the path of my life.

So, with both of those in mind, we have The Sergeant’s Girl. I have vaulted into a new life at warp speed, the life that is wrapped around a soldier, and what it means to be in his world. Mine is now a world of acu’s, combat boots, field exercises, and early morning wake up calls.

I want to remember this, to remember what it was like to be his girl, in the very beginning. I am recording each burned dinner, the moments I don’t check every single pocket before I throw a load of laundry in, and all the other moments. These are the last few days, weeks, months, before he leaves for war, and these are becoming the critically important moments, I am unsure of how many of them I will have.

And a word of warning. This is not the place to vent about your dislike of the United States, it’s government, it’s officials, and especially it’s fighting forces. Doing so will result in me tossing you into the iggy box, with no hope of reprieve. This is a place for me to record my life, vent my feelings, and talk about the new life I find myself in.

~Jennifer