Talk with my Mom!

   I've learned that it's not always healthy for me to say everything I'm thinking, although this is a hard thing for me to put into practice, especially when I am particularly passionate about something. Right now, with all the things going on overseas it's difficult to put my feelings into words. It's a big roller coaster and a lot of the things I want to say probably are not the safe things. Sometimes I need to vent and get it out of my system. Today my Mom did something for me that I appreciate, she let me talk and feel heard. So many times I feel invisible, like people don't care, or at the very least don't know what to say. After all, war and having a husband in harm's way isn't exactly small talk or ice breaker material. However, I can't keep all my feelings bottled up or one of these days they will just explode. And for all of us (because I'm one of them too) that complain or simply understand that our families don't really get this military life, and let's face it, they don't unless they've lived it themselves sometimes a simple listening ear goes a long way. I think though my Mom has learned over these last three deployments what can and cannot be helpful. I sure am thankful for the support of my parents. I must say I feel grateful for such supportive parents of this life that Adam and I have chosen even though it's so much more than we knew (or he knew when he initially signed up). And that's saying a lot since they were both brought up pacificist.