As of next week, Doug will have been in training for 6 months. 6 months of training, no where near his wife or his dog. I am not a fan.
I suppose at this point I am sort of used to it, and to that end, it will make a deployment that much easier for me because we have been there, done that. Sort of.
Once he actually starts his OCS (Officer Candidate School), it will be 12 more weeks. At this point 12 weeks sounds like so little.
I'd like to say that it's been easy, no problem, whatever. But I miss my husband. I miss his smile. We skype, so I see him, but there's only so much you can get out of an image. This has been a very frustrating experience for me, for him, and I am sure also for my parents, who have taken Juno and me in for the duration.
Just a little vent.
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