On my 23 birthday I woke up alone in a queen size bed that was next to another queen size bed occupied by my parents. You see we were in San Antonio, Texas for Andrew's graduation from the Air Force Basic Military Training. Andrew had been gone for 8 weeks with very little communication and I was so excited to see him and all of the WingMoms & Families of the other new airman. These WingMoms, Dads, & Wives had become my support team while our loved ones away. I remember being so excited to see Andrew and thinking birthdays can't get much better than this.
Fast forward a year and roughly 4,000 miles to my 24th birthday where I woke up in a king size bed occupied by my hubby and my puppy Sierra. I can't help but feel satisfied with my little family. We have a beautiful home that keeps getting better and better with every little project we work on, even Sierra's puppies art (muddy paw and nose prints) bring character to our home. We have lots of family and friends in the lower 48 that still manage to shower us with love from a far, we have lots of Alaska friends who make our days so much brighter and we even have great jobs and co-workers who make our jobs that much more fun.
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| On this 24th Birthday one word comes to mind... BLESSED. |
With Love,
Mrs Messinger