First, I want to thank Mrs. S. for letting me guest post (once again) while she is off anxiously awaiting her homecoming! I'm so proud of you girl, you did it!
Lately on a lot of my guest blogs I have been talking about EAS (can you tell it's been on my mind lately?) However, Mrs. S. asked me personally to write about my most recent experience with the military.
Here is some background info, my husband's EAS (end of active service) is coming up in May and so when I rung in 2011, I was certain the Marine Corps couldn't possibly do anything or mess anything up right? Oh Carmen, you should have known better than that.
I had gone to pick up my mama from work with my brother and one of her friends needed a ride home so naturally, I obliged. We were on the high way driving to her friends house after I dropped my brother off at the bar. My husband called me and I immediately told him I would call him when I got home (thinking he just wanted to chat) but no less than 5 minutes later I receive a text from him saying:
"We need to talk, it is extremely important."
That could have meant a multitude of things, but it wasn't just "anything" compared to what I was about to hear. So I dropped her friend off and waited until it was just me and my mama so then I called him. He said he had bad news (at this point, I'm thinking someone died) and he told me that hew as being sent to Afghanistan due to an emergency in his unit. My heart stopped and dropped into my butt while my stomach rose up into my chest and throat. I felt like throwing up, crying, punching the wall, and just all other mixes of emotions. I immediately started tearing up but didn't want to break down and cry while still driving.
As soon as I got home I told the news to my family. My mama thought I was joking and my sister's jaw dropped to the floor. They were in as much disbelief as I was. I didn't want any support at the time but I called my best friend and my husband as I cried my heart out to them. Then when I finally emerged and saw my family, they embraced me and I bawled my eyes out int their arms. I'm lucky to have them in my life. :)
My husband left the next morning and I just felt so empty inside (yes, he was given less than 24 hour notice). Nothing can compare to that feeling. He called me when he got there and was probably going to stay throughout the rest of his enlistment (which was still 3 months then).
"NOOOOOOO!!!!! I had a surprise trip planned to visit you next month! Come home sooner!! I need to see you!!"
He just laughed and told me how cute I was for wanting to surprise him. He said he would do his best to get home before I got there. I was super paranoid he would not make it home in time. He came home 10 days later and I will be seeing him this coming Saturday :)
It just goes to show that no matter how much experience you have with the military they always manage to keep you on your toes. Not to scare anyone, but an EAS date, I learned, doesn't mean all clear until the date he signs his release. Hopefully we have no more surprises!