So I have disappeared for a bit... again. It is a little hard to want to write when I spend my days writing about my day to Marc in letters. I feel like that is journal enough and not everyone needs to hear about my everyday life. It is quite thrilling and is filled with working, working out, and maybe a funny cat story. My life is certainly fascinating! However, I will have to post about working out though because I have some pretty fantastic news about that but it will have to wait until I get my newest test results next week.
So while Marc has been away at BMT (bootcamp), I have thrown myself into various projects to keep from going crazy. This may or may not have been a successful adventure. Anyway, one of my projects was being the best Air Force wife ever! Not only was I going to write my husband every day but I would find those that were struggling and send them lovely words of encouragement. I was able to get names through a Facebook group and Marc even sent me a list of guys he thought could use some encouragement. Most of the names on the list were simply last names and I had to do some recon work to find first names. I was only successful with a few. One of the first names I found was Kortney. I thought I immediately knew why this lovely lass would need some encouragement because being the only girl would be really tough! I wrote this lovely phrase, "There aren't very many women brave enough to face that and I admire you for it." Not only did I send an encouraging letter but I went above and beyond and recruited Melissa's family as well. This girl was going to get 6 letters encouraging her on in her BMT experience. I have been a little excited at just how supportive I was as an Air Force wife. I was rocking it!
Tonight Marc got to call home and it was a short 10 minutes and then he was gone. However, I will get to see him next week. I was reading through the comments on the Facebook page to see how other phone calls had gone. I was more than a little stunned to see that a mom wrote about how wonderful her conversation had been with her son and how proud she was of him. This SON happened to be Kortney. Yep..... I about crawled under a rock and died. Thankfully, only my letter had arrived and I was able to cancel Melissa's letters before they could cause any real damage. I will be writing an apology letter tonight and hopefully I will be able to get this permanent red coloring off of my face soon. Yeah.... no good deed!