Friday 13th was always a good day for me. I never had anything horrible happen, usually something really good would happen, like when I was in school, I would get a really good grade, 0r we would get to watch a movie or something. Or more recently, I would find a really great sale on an item that I wanted to purchase but it was too expensive. I think yesterday was my first not so great Friday 13th. You see, we didn’t expect Coulter to be leaving for a while, but yesterday night he called me to tell me that he was packing up. I knew he had to go, I just was hoping to have a few more days to talk to him. Reality bites….sigh…..my soldier is officially on his way, across the ocean.
I will now have to go 1-3 weeks without speaking to him. No returned emails, no quick IM’s while I am at work…..nothing but silence…..So I will continue to email him, hoping for that day when I finally get an email back, to hear about how his life is going. He does have a small support group with him, which is the one thing that I think the military did that was smart. He is with a group of 15-25 men from the Navy, they all came together, trained together and will be together for most of their time out there. Its a great concept which I hope works…..
I am having trouble trying to find the words to end this blog, I am not terribly upset because I knew it was coming, but I am not totally unemotional about it either. So I guess since I am in a neutral zone somewhere in the middle, I don’t really have much else to say about all of this. Hopefully, more sooner than later, you will hear an update on how he is doing…