Fury's Fiancee

It's late and even though it's July 5th,  I'm still on July 4th.  Today,  I cooked out on the grill for lunch.  Mom made taco salads for dinner.  After dinner we decided to take the bonkeyroos out for a ride with the sunroof open.  It was a pretty day,  kind of cool this evening and the sky clear. 

We stopped at Blockbuster and rented a few movies for the rest of the evening and went for a little drive to Sheridan's for a milk shake.  WOW,  if you've never had Sheridan's ice cream you are definitely missing out.  Driving around we saw plenty of beautiful fireworks going off all over.  We were out and about for all of an hour,  but the drive was a treat because of the scenery we could take in from the night sky. 

At certain moments,  throughout today, I wondered.  What's Rick doing right now?  Is today a good day?  I wondered if he was having a variation of a July 4th special meal or was it an MRE?  Is he safe?  Did he have their own version of fireworks or was it quiet?  Did he have the chance to celebrate our nation's birthday or was it business as usual?  Is he wondering what I'm doing today as well? 

So many questions,  but no immediate answers.  I know today that I'm not the only one asking them,  if only to myself.  There are many significant others, families and friends with a service member on their mind constantly.  I'm not alone in this journey, albeit the journey is different for all of us.  And July 4th is another day without our loved ones beside us,  because this is the practice for us on an everyday basis.  We question and wonder and hope and pray.  We sleep with the cell phone or land line next to the bed.  The cell phone is attached wherever it can go with us.  The computer stays on for quick email checks.  We miss them so badly and when the call comes in or the email shows up,  it's a combination "super bowl-world series-championship" happy dance of all time.  I'vebeen seen in Walmart doing this dance and I don't care that I've frightened children and disturbed elderly people.   What matters is Rick's voice on the other end of line and a conversation that starts with "Hi Baby...". 

Never give up! Never give in! Never let go!

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