Bumpy Roads

I know I’ve turned sporadic in posting, but things have been rough around here, and they aren’t looking like they’ll be looking up anytime soon. Right now I’m just buckling my seat belt and holding on for the ride. All I really know at the time is that we can make it through anything together. That and whatever doesn’t kill us will make us stronger, right?

First off, B’s hours here are ridiculous. He’s supposed to work a 10 hour shift from 0500-1500 M-F and then be on-call for the weekends. Unfortunately, most days he works until well after 1600 and is lucky to be home before 1700. We’ve had a few 14 hour days since this started and it’s not easy. He’s not getting enough sleep at night which means that he’s really struggling on that front. And then there’s the work he’s doing. He loathes it. He feels useless and redundant and that is not helping the long hours. All that to say that it means that he’s really depressed about the work situation and hours.

Second, back in March we had a death in our squadron. A kid, enjoying his day off, made one not so smart choice and it cost him his life. We were all stunned and shocked. This is a non-deployable location for our career field, which should mean that we’re safe. Still, we did what Defender’s always do, we pulled together and kept at life. B was in charge of the young man’s belongings and getting them home to his parents. That is not an easy task. Then, just over a week ago, there was a work place accident and we lost another young man. Neither of these guys had seen their 21st birthday and now they’re gone. Our whole squadron is reeling right now and unfortunately, due to inspection schedules, we get no break. We have to hold together to pass an inspection that is a week away now. B is once again in charge of the disbursement of the deceased member’s belongings.

Then, this past Friday night, B’s grandfather died. He’s really old, and they’ve known it was coming for some time, but that doesn’t make it any easier to not be able to be there right now. It just isn’t feasible to try to get leave right as his squadron is reeling from the other deaths, right as the inspection is coming, just to go home for a funeral and then come right back. And so here we are, thousands of miles away from where we want to be right now.

Like I said, the roads are bumpy right now. We’re just holding on for dear life.

~The Countess~


About texancountess

I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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One Response to Bumpy Roads

  1. Stereo says:

    What an unbelievable amount of stress both of you are facing right now. I know there aren’t any words I can really say but Kendra, know that I am thinking of you both and praying for you. And I am but a gchat away should you ever need to talk ♥

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