Snuggled up with my laptop...

I'm sitting in bed listening to Karl's jet doing approaches over and over again. Sometimes it just suddenly hits me what my husband does at work, and it blows my mind. He hops in the seat of a monstrous jet and flies it all over the world like it's no big deal. I've seen the cockpit of those things, and I promise you, it isn't like driving any vehicle the rest of us have ever 'piloted'. I KNOW he's incredibly smart. I KNOW he's very well rounded. I KNOW he's cool under pressure. But holy cow! I would love to watch him fly. I would love to sit in the jump seat and see him at work. What a turn-on! I know I would never feel safer in a plane than with him at the controls. Usually when he goes on a mission, I sit outside and watch for his takeoff. It is surreal and sad and lonely to watch that huge jet get smaller and smaller in the distance and know that he is flying it, but I also feel so proud. These guys are the most selfless people I know - not only in their service to our country but in the way they care for their families and in the way they look out for each other. I feel so fortunate to be a part of this Air Force family. I know I must sound a little silly, but I have lived most of my adult life outside of the military community, and I know the difference. This life is never predictable or stable, but when home changes every couple of years, and all you have is each other, you learn to value people rather than things. You value honor and character, respect and love.

Enough preaching for tonight. I just wish he'd get home soon. I'm sleepy, and I have such a hard time going to bed when he's gone. Goodnight, all!