Uphill/Downhill

“It’s an uphill battle,” vs. “it all went downhill from there.” …? I hate it when things that sound the opposite mean the same thing. 

What I mean to say is: the halfway point of Chris’ deployment is achieved! If it was uphill before, maybe now it is downhill! Then we had the momentum of fall and the holidays; now we have the monotony of winter. Still, I find myself unexpectedly cheerful today. 

Maybe it’s because Chris sent me FLOWERS: a purple-y blue hydrangea, just like we had at our wedding and planted beside our Florida house. Maybe it’s because a package he sent forever ago finally arrived with souvenirs from his first port call in Spain: a stuffed bull for Eloise, a soccer ball for Isaac. And a video of him reading “The Night Before Christmas.” 

“I miss Dad! I want Dad to come home! I want Dad!” followed the viewing of this video. Well kid, good timing! Sooner than later!