We have made some really wonderful friends in our time as a military family.
One would think that after seven years of goodbyes, bidding farewell would become fairly easy.
But it doesn’t.
In fact, I think that the goodbyes are harder now that the kids and their friends are involved.
Today was a particularly difficult goodbye.
The Zaker family was one of the first families that we met when we moved to Monterey. They welcomed us into their home without really knowing much about us other than the fact that we were friends of Josh’s brother Adam.
But there was an instant connection made.
Our kids all became the closest of friends and had many fun adventures together.
And this girl.
Staci knows me. She gets me. She is there for me. Even when I try to put my brave face on, she can tell if something is off.
I didn’t cry when we met up this morning to bid our farewells, but I’ve got my kleenex next to me right now.
Goodbyes don’t get easier. You don’t get used to them. You just keep that hope alive that you will all be stationed together again. And with the military, you just never know!