Well this was a tough one to watch. Not only did we have our first KIA, but I had to re-live Phil's departure all over again. But first, I think it is important to note that sometimes we come across not as we intend. That was certainly the case with Traci.

I hurt her feelings, and for that I am sorry. Do I agree with the way she reacted? Not really. But I don't blame her for being upset. That still does not change my view that there is a time and a place for everyone to let loose, and the Brigade Commander's house just is not that place. Maybe I just see things differently from others, but this is from MY experience in many social situations. Not everyone has to agree with me. And that's ok, because you are not walking in my shoes, I am. Nonetheless, Traci has every right to express herself. I prefer to act differently. But that's what is great about the Army, different people from different places. So did I apologize to Traci, yes. Did I mean it? Yes. We have checked the box and moved on. That is what true sisterhood is about. It is by far way more important than trivial BS. On a lighter note, isn't Blair a hoot? She cracks me up. "So sue me" has me rolling!

Rynn is such a doll. I knew her before the series and her kids are just awesome. The R&R was tough. Ya know, sometimes a girl just wants a little love. And it's difficult when you have been waiting and waiting  for your husband to come home, and then he does and he seems like he's still over "there." It stinks, to be honest. You want them to want to spend time with you, to want to go out and do stuff. But they seem distracted, like they are itching to get back over "there." And that is frustrating. I guess I did not do a very good job of hiding my emotions. But I was annoyed. Being in Alaska, spending months on end in the dark, cold, crappy weather with no family around kind of pees in your cheerios. And all you want is a little fun when your other half comes home. But I didn't get much of that. And it was something I was trying to cope with. When I had to walk away from him at the airport, I couldn't help but lose it. It's depressing. Knowing you won't wake up in the morning and hear him rustling around, or the coffee pot brewing, or the shower going. Knowing you will wake up, and he won't be there for a long, long time. It's something we were all facing, and it isn't fun. And I could not keep it together. So there you go America, I have feelings just like the rest of you. Don't judge a book by its cover, because you haven't read the entire story.

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