Our Turn to Dance

Our first dance as husband and wife on Nov. 19, 2005

This blog is intended to document the journey of our sweet family of four at our new home in New Jersey. Ryan is now in a new position where he will be gone all.the.time.

The name comes from a song that really spoke to me during our first deployment. It's Come Home Soon by SheDaisy.

I put away the groceries And I take my daily bread I dream of your arms around me As I tuck the kids in bed I don't know what you're doin' And I don't know where you are But I look up at that great big sky And I hope you're wishin' on that same bright star I wonder, I pray [Chorus:] And I sleep alone I cry alone And it's so hard livin' here on my own So please, come home soon (Come home soon) I know that we're together Even though we're far apart And I'll wear our lucky penny 'round my neck Pressed to my heart I wonder, I pray [Repeat Chorus] [Bridge:] I still imagine your touch It's beautiful missing something that much But sometimes love needs a fighting chance So I'll wait my turn until it's our turn to dance I wonder, I pray [Second Chorus:] I sleep alone I cry alone Without you this house is not a home So please, come home soon [Third Chorus:] I walk alone I try alone I'll wait for you, don't want to die alone So please, come home soon Come home soon Come home soon

As much as I hate Ryan being gone, as difficult as it can be, and as painful as it is to explain to my children where daddy has gone and why, his job makes a difference. He does this for my family, for my children, and for our safety so that we can live without fear. All that said, when he leaves and while he is gone, I find myself waiting patiently (okay, so not so patiently) for Our Turn to Dance.