I am predicting right now that my husband will be deployed this summer. I hope I'm wrong-but let's face it: I rarely am! :) I didn't want to post this on Facebook but it is what I am thinking and since I don't journal-there you go. I've been telling him since we moved here and he took over the SAC (Special Agent in Charge) position for the previous one who went to Iraq, that he would come home and Gary would go. Gary said no, the other guy was due to PCS blah, blah, blah, but something inside me kept saying otherwise. So today he comes home talking about how his ASAC is leaving and his DET sergeant and now the previous SAC may be coming back and staying. "OK?" I say to my sweet husband, "So, you're going to Iraq." He says probably not and he doesn't know that yet and blah, blah, blah. Mark my words (I'll gladly eat them if I'm wrong) my psychic prediction is that my sweetheart will be overseas this time next year (sigh) Oh well, he's due. It's been over 3 years. I've done it before. People do it all the time. I'll put on my big girl panties and deal with it. But DANG! I sure will miss him while he's gone. He's my very best friend in the whole entire world.
My husband, my love, my friend
My husband, my love, my friend









