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After 14 years of being with a military man–2 years dating, 12 years married, you would think I would not get sucked in.  I’m about to go on a rant so stop reading if you don’t want to hear it.

The Personnel Guy (PG), last January-February, told my husband that he would be able to transfer within our current posting once his current assignment is up.  We believed him.  This means no moving for another 3 years.  So, we made plans (like buying our future retirement home).  Well, phooey on those plans.  The PG changed so, apparently, those promises made before don’t count.  Wait a minute!!!  Wasn’t he speaking for the Army?!?!?

This isn’t the first time a promise was broken so I don’t know why I was suckered this time.  Maybe it’s because I’m tired of unpacking boxes.  Maybe it’s because I’m so lonely all the time when we move–it takes so long to make friends.  Maybe it’s because if we move away from here I’d lose my family support which has been so invaluable–the deployments won’t go away if we move away from here.  Maybe it’s because I so want a home not just a house.  I know, I know.  I can make any house a home, but it’s not something that comes easily to me.  Maybe it’s because I want my son to have some serious stability.  He really needs my family’s presence in his life to feel secure.  I never see him relax as much as he does when he’s around my family.   

I’ve been trying to put things into God’s hands and pray to accept his will.  But it sure is hard. 

PS  I’ve toned down this post in deference to my husband.