Tonight while waiting for my favorite meal at my favorite restaurant, I was sitting with my in-laws, and I got asked a very important question. A question that I can't supply an answer for. A question that made my mind go blank, and still, many hours later, I don't have a good response for it.
"What will you do when Scott is in the Navy"
I have many responses, just no good ones. Like "cry a lot", "sit at home alone", or "drink a lot of beer and watch re-runs of The Nanny on TV Land".
What will I do? In all reality, my smart ass answers are probably what's going to happen. I have never felt more alone than when we moved to Utah. I miss constant friends, I miss friends who just want to hang out. Everyone needs a reason, something to accomplish when they're out, like dinner, shopping, or drinking. What ever happened to companionship? I miss friends who I really feel comfortable saying that they're my family. I have no support group here. And when Scott is gone through Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year, I will defiantly be living up to my pathetic answers.
What doesn't kill me will make me stronger, and being alone certainly won't kill me, it will only make me a tougher woman. And I'll come out a better person for it.
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