I leave for Ft Riley on Sunday. I am so nervous I am making myself sick. Everyone keeps telling me it's normal to be like this. I suppose that is acceptable, but I just want it to go away. I really don't care to see the CC and First Sergeant again. I''m sure they are going to the airport just to make sure I am really gone.
I have no idea what I am really into. All I know is to keep my head down. Really?
If you thought your life was ever upside down and goint through hell, I have to tell you this is something completely different. This is more intense. It's ten degrees warmer, every room, right now. Your comfortable bed becomes hard as rock. Your clothes don't fit because you lost so much weight from worry. You aren't hungry but your stomach aches. Things that calmed you down make you jittery. Is this really what it's suppose to be like? Are you sure this is normal?
Then I remember how I ended up in this situation. I would have done anything to have been with him. I don't think, right now, I can get over volunteering for him.
Cheers, here's to the next 15 months.
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