SISTERs hide behind huge rocks...

Have you ever felt lonely? Ever wished you had a big sister to run to with ALL your questions and issues?

Trust me....I know how you feel.  Sometimes the women in our family cannot/will not be the keepers of our biggest secrets or our most random thoughts.  For various reasons, they might not understand us the way we want them to.  So then who do you discuss your life with?  Who would you run to with your heart breaking drama, or your belly aching laughs?

I am convinced sometimes sisters hide behind huge rocks. Good friends are hard to find. But when they make that first appearance, grab a hold of them and do not let go.  =)
The beauty of sisterhood, in my opinion, does not only exist within the dynamics of a family.  It unfolds itself in a friendship or any relationship where loyalty, trust and honesty co-exist without any signs of selfishness, pride or ulterior motives.

I am at a stage in my life where I do not rely on my relatives to carry me through the tidal waves of life.  I have learned that God brings us people with different gifts to help us through the seasons of our very existence.  Those that stand by my side (or have stood by my side) without judging or belittling me are the ones that I call family today.  I might not talk to them every day, or hang out with them every week. I might not remember all their birthdays or buy gifts for them for Christmas.  I might not know all their pains, or care to share all of mine with them.  But I do know when I need them I will find them right where they promised to be.  Right by my side.  No questions asked.  And they know I would do just that for them too.

Sometimes sisters (and brothers) are not the people you grow up with, and they may not be the people you grow old with.  But when a special friendship evolves from behind the huge rock, make sure you cherish it as long as you can. After all, they are from God for that special season in your life.

Next time you feel lonely in life, make sure you open your heart and look behind the huge rocks. =)
God's got a surprise waiting for you.

Mrs. Sgt. P.

(This is dedicated to all my friends that have taken the role of family in my life as a new marine wife.  I will forever be in debt to you. )

Does a Mom's emotion overpower her instincts?

We got a new hamster last Friday. Short haired teddy bear female hamster named Lucy.  My husband affectionately calls her Lucinda.  Unlike Stewie (our other hamster), Lucy is very adventurous and daring. She's quick on her feet, makes these little noises and is very attentive to us.  She runs away from me and plays with my husband.....(what can I say?? he's got that effect on females both in and out of uniform!!)

Anyways, I decided to let her play in Stewie's old ball yesterday (the picture is of Stewie in his old ball) so she can run around and explore the rest of the house.  The little "door" to the ball does not close all the way. I should have known better but decided to use it anyways so she can leave her cage.  A half hour later I realized that I couldn't hear her rolling around the kitchen anymore.  I dash over there only to see what I was hoping I wouldnt....the ball was empty.  Argh! Sniff! Sniff! Waaah!!  We looked ALL over the apartment for her.  My husband with the flashlight and I was calling out her name.  Hubby even went outside to see if she was in the hallway....we were worried she crawled into the neighbor's homes.

Right before going to bed, we decided to check the kitchen area one more time.  I kept hearing her but kept thinking it was in my head.  My husband for some reason had a gutt feeling she was in the kitchen.  I was convinced she was gone and even put her cage in the kitchen in the event she decided to come back.  After what seemed to be an eternity, right when I was giving up, my husband spots her little head poking out from under the fridge.  Mind you....he had checked it a few times already.  At this point, I just plopped on the ground crying again.  That's our little Lucinda.

I asked my husband how he knew to stand by the kitchen and wait for her.  He said it was just instincts.

It took forever to fall asleep last night because I kept wondering if my emotions (primarily guilt of using that broken ball for her to play with) overpowered my instincts. My heart kept telling me she's home somewhere, but my mind was convinced she had snuck out through the gap under the door.  And it was all my fault!  Why didn't I wait by the kitchen patiently for her to come out after she was done playing?  What would I have done if my husband was deployed and I had to deal with this all by myself?

I know owning pets doesn't make me a true mother, but I cant help but wonder if I would be quick to give up on my own children in situations where they would make my heart skip a beat.

Definitely learned a lesson on parenting today.

To all you mom's that are reading this.  Have you ever felt like your emotions get the best of you when it comes to dealing with your children?  Or is it natural to think/act fist and cry later?
I know they say a mother's instincts is like no other...

Mrs. Sgt. P.

Now What is a WIFE to do?

10/27/2009

Ever since we got married (close to a year now), I have been telling my husband I wanted to start a blog to capture the moments in our crazy life. The five years before the wedding was quite the journey, but being married to an active duty marine I figured the rest of my life was going to be an adventure. I wish I had the time, motivation and dedication to start this sooner because I have missed out on jotting down sooo many mind boggling moments in the past 10 months of wedded bliss. I didnt want my blog to be a 'dear diary' entry, so the past month I've been trying to think of creative ideas to maintain a blog.

The conversation we had today confirmed the kind of topics I would like to discuss through my blogs.

Working for my current employer had been a dream since before college graduation. It was the company everyone was talking about, it was the product that was gaining so much of momentum in the business world. It was totally the coolest place to be. All my research of the company and my desire to work for them came true in 2006. The travels were exciting. Had some awesome conversations with people on the plane, got to see different places and people in the process. Learned a lot about the consulting world and lifestyle. Wanted to get a few years under my belt and gain my place in the business/consulting world. It was amazing and exciting...until the day I got married.

It hit me first (that I wasnt home long enough) when I realized I did not know what flavor of Quakers oatmeal my husband liked even after 6 months of being married. =) There was a time when my husband had to drop off our guinea pigs at his work while he went to Albany for a couple of days. And many more similar but eye opening stories...

So my passion has changed now. I do not worry too much about my career, although my husband thinks I should. All I can say now, is that I want to be close to home. I want to be able to come home from work every night. I want to be able to take care of my pets, and my home. I want to be able to have his meals ready when he comes home from work no matter how late it is. I dunno...I just want to be around. Not just that, I miss the people in my world. I miss Bible studies and Sunday school classes. To sum it all up, I miss home. =)

My husband says I should make the most of my dream at least until children come into the picture. It totally makes sense. We both are career oriented and our work has always been a huge factor in our lives. And we've always told each other we would not be a hinderance to the other's career choices.

I am married to a United States Marine. His job is his life. Duty and country must come before family. Hence, his job, by default, becomes my life (and our kids' lives).

My reasoning for wanting to be close to home:

1. I want to be the kind of wife who takes care of her husband on a daily basis and not only on weekends. (Granted my husband doesnt like being taken care of and is self sufficient)

2. I want to get used to the idea of preparing dinner/doing chores after coming home from work before we add kids to the picture. (This way I'm not learning everything all at once.)

3. There is a possibility after Recruiting Duty, my husband will be deployed when he gets back in the fleet. Now is the time to enjoy the moments together before the distance and stress kicks in. Ours has always been a long distant relationship. I think it's time for a break.

4. I want to be the ideal Marine Wife. The kind that has her own career/job but still plays an important part in the Marine Corp family. I can't volunteer or be a part of the community with my travels. I need a job close to home that will allow me to get out there and experience life as a true Marine wife. The career path my husband is on, requires a wife that is just as motivated and dedicated to the Corp....or at least I think so.

That, I believe, is my passion today. To run a home, to be a wife, to support the Marine Corp and my husband. I am willing to give up my dreams for that because this is what makes me happy now. Correction, no I will not give up my dreams for anybody!! I just changed my dream from being an outstanding IT professional to being an exceptional Marine wife. This is now my life.

So now, what IS a wife to do? Am I being silly here? Would you do the same for your husbands and family? What are some of the unspoken rules of being THE good wife?

Can't wait to hear your comments...

Mrs. Sgt. P. (one of his poolees called me that the other day and I was in 7th heaven)