The Little Things

When people know your husband is deployed they ask the Dumbest questions. 

Like ... "Oh your husband's gone? Do you miss him?" Or "Oh he'll be back next week? Are you excited?"  Now I don't mean to be rude or sound ungrateful that someone had a little interest in my life, but if you ever feel the urge to ask someone such a ridiculous question...Fight It! I did once, however, have someone ask me what I miss most with Tyler being gone. An acceptable question? Yes. My answer? The little things. I missed making him dinner every night, riding our bikes down to get crab dip, rolling over in the middle of the night and seeing him next to me, "you cook the food, I clean the food", Tides games, praying together, Monkeys on the Wii, the beach, his corner of junk, a thousand cups of Orange Julius, getting slurpees and chips at Sev, holding his hand, jamming out to a little BSB in the car, or just sitting on the couch next to him watching TV. The other night Tyler and I had one of those "Little Moments" that make me SO grateful he's home, and that I'm done missing out on the Little Things with him! At 1:30  in the morning we woke up to flashes of light and one of the loudest thunderstorms ever. The storms here are nothing like they are back in Utah ... there's just no way to explain it. Anyway, even though Tyler had to wake up in less then four hours, we jumped out of bed and spent the remainder of the storm hanging out on our balcony watching the sky light up and basically crash down on top of us. It was incredible. Here's to having my best friend back and a lifetime left of the Little Things!