stephanieunderthesea
I am an American Airman’s Girl.
Guardian of his Heart and our Relationship.
My Nation’s Sheath and Armor,
Its Sentry and Protector.
I defend my Relationship with my Life.
I am an American Airman’s Girl.
Wingman, Leader, Warrior.
I will never leave my Airman behind.
I will never falter,
And I will not fail.
(via katelynnmarie13)

Oh boy.

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I am so ridiculously over the media.

I can’t even rant about it without getting shit shoved down my throat. I have a different opinion than a lot of people. Doesn’t mean I totally disagree with others, but there is so much more that no one knows.
I don’t feel that that’s the fight we should be fighting.

Master Update

So here it is. The update of my life. What has been going on the past two weeks.

In the very end of July, I flew home from Arkansas. Why was I there so soon again? Well Jeremy’s dad took a turn for the worst. So I tried to get the hell out of  Washington and into Arkansas as soon as I could. Unfortunately, United Airlines did NOT have their shit together. I was supposed to fly out on the 4th. Because of hurricane whatever that was happening at the time, my flight was delayed - causing me to miss my connecting flight. I called United, they gave me an earlier flight if I could make it to the airport in time. No problem I thought. I don’t live too far. Well, United couldn’t get their shit together at the airport, they have me a confirmation number, but not a ticket number, so I missed that flight. They tried to do that for me TWO more times before they said fuck it and booked me on American Airlines for the next day. So bright and early on July 5th, I headed out to Arkansas. Unfortunately, I got the call that Del had passed away while I was in Dallas, waiting for my connectingn my love and his family cope. Watching his nieces during the funeral, etc. I had a nice time, but I wish to God it was under different circumstances. We ended up adopting a little black lab/akita mix puppy on the day we celebrated his Dad’s life. He is adorable and I miss him. We spent time together, did things that needed to be done. He got work all figured out. And then in the end of July I went home.

Coming home didn’t feel like coming home. Of course I love my friends and family here, but it doesn’t feel all to much like home anymore. I miss Jeremy everyday. I miss his family. And I hate to admit it, but I feel much more accepted there. I feel happier. I feel out of place, here in Washington. I wish, more than anything, that I could bring my family and friends to Arkansas and have everyone I love there instead. 

In the mean time, I’ve been wedding planning what I can, and catching up with friends. I put my two weeks in at work, so I can focus on packing and goodbyes before I leave. Jeremy is tentatively taking leave on the 22nd of September, and we will leave Washington soon after he gets in from driving here. I’m so excited for this new chapter in my life. 

I am so bad about updating my blog lately.

I’ll talk about Arkansas soon. (I hope)

I’ve been really tired and cranky lately. I’ve been playing a lot of Sims 2. And now I’m going to Mt. Rainier with my friend so he can take pictures of the supermoon.

So maybe if I get bored I’ll make a big post. Idk. P