Home is where the Marine Corps sends you.......

Or something like that. I came home a few days ago after 3 months in Pensacola. The unfortunate circumstances of my flying home so suddenly was that my Grandfather passed away. I guess that I have lived in such a serene peaceful world, it never occured to meor if it had it was only a passing thought, that change, irreversible change, could happen. When my Mom called in Japan and told me of Paw Paw's death, it was the worst stomach wrenching hurtful pain I have ever felt in my life--Until I saw him laying in the coffin.. That hurt! What also hurts the worst is to see your family, the people that you love the most in the entire world feel the same gut wrenching pain that you are feeling and being so helpless to do anything to alleviate the pain at all.

I came back to Japan, reluctantly....Why? I love my husband. He is my heart and soul, and without him I would be miserable still...(although hanging out with my bestest pal, Cousin Zal, does pass the time faster than being here in Iwakuni!)
I wish so much that she would come visit me. I would even buy her tix! GO ahead talk her into it! I mean hey, its a free trip to Japan!