Florida was a good distraction to my reality

So as you all know I spent a month in South Florida. On July 7th I made my way back to the little rock we call home. I have to say, as much as I enjoyed being home with my family and friends, I was ready to come back to my own place, bed, routine, etc. I am however very grateful that I have a place I can still call "home" can come to any time I want.

It's very different coming back to your military life. You have this undeniable bond with these people who have become your family away from "home". I wish I could explain it, I just think we have so much in common, so much we can relate to & an understanding of what each other are going through.

Florida was a good distraction to my reality. We kept very busy, and it gave me little time to think and miss Jon. Of course I MISSED him, but it didn't consume my every thought. I was happy, even though I was away from the one person who completes me. I was worried to come home to an empty house, full of our things, being in bed without him, surrounded every second of the day with things that would remind me of him, but what I feared and dreaded wasn't bad at all. I actually feel the most at ease, in the place we've turned into our home, even if he isn't "with" us, he's always there in heart and mind.