nerves

Andrew's medical school graduation has come and gone; no big deal right? Of course it's a big deal and very worthy of documenting- just not at this exact moment.

 Photo from our time at Yaquina Head Lighthouse in Newport, OR.

Photo from our time at Yaquina Head Lighthouse in Newport, OR.

Instead, I sit here in our temporary living quarters on base and I'm just overwhelmed with thankfulness. It's just us three again and it feels refreshingly right. Don't get me wrong, living with my folks for many weeks was such a blessing and honestly quite nice. Boy will we miss them! Our well-equipped, clean, and cozy little apartment is also quite the pleasant surprise. In a whirlwind of a weekend, we've moved to a new state and are starting yet another mini-transition time as we wait for our home-move-in-date. Also- I'm kind of freaking out. I just spent the past many hours unpacking, organizing, completing my first trip to the commissary (with Bon in tow), making probably one of the worst dinners to date, successfully ironing and correctly pinning regalia on Andrew's uniforms, and helping scan and copy every important document we own. Oh, and clipped any tiny loose thread I could possibly find with a brief uniform-musts instruction from my man. I had no idea....

But, now I know. And, now I can be of better help! I had no idea just how particular and meticulous everything is required to be. I suppose this is just another part of military life. In other news, I've already seen advertisements around base that are peaking my interest! I'm already antsy to get involved and build new community but keep telling myself, "whoa!... take it easy mama! You've got a lot on your plate right now."

Andrew starts his Residency tomorrow. Like... in 9 hours.... I can only imagine all he's feeling. He's a very even-keeled guy. Rarely do I see strong emotion from him. However, as we approached closer and closer to base today, I could see the nerves beginning to rise. As he finished giving me our last driving directions, he mentioned starting to feel nervous. Again, I can only imagine...

All of this to say... these next few weeks, it is my turn to step it up. It's my turn and job to make coming home as stress-free as possible. We've been here a whopping 7 hours, but I'm already feeling great joy in getting to fill this role. I'm also doing my best to make this transition as smooth and stress-free for miss Bonnie. Many emotions, many responsibilities...

Every piece of me wants to get out there and explore. Soon enough...