No News is Good News

Yep, that pretty much sums up what I have been thinking. I hate this stupid phrase. I would love to clobber the person who came up with it. I haven't heard from Sniper in over a week (not since he got into Iraq). I do know he is there. Trust me. The internet is a wonderful thing to find out all types of information. Wingman also has been very helpful. I keep saying, I won't hear from Sniper much and will keep saying it until I am blue in the face . I know this. I was told this. I keep repeating it to myself. However, it doesn't help ease my fears one frickin bit. Yesterday I thought I was going to lose it and I did. The first time since he has been gone, I heard the reports that 5 military personal were killed in Iraq (one of them was a Marine). My heart just stopped. The tears started to stream down my face. I started scanning the internet. The DoD reported the unit the Marine was from. It took me 6 hours to find that out. I let out a sigh of relief, then cried for the families of the 5 heroes that gave all for us. My heart goes out to these families. I know better than to watch and read anything in the media, but I couldn't help myself. The not knowing and uncertainty has driven my emotions to another level I never knew was there. Repeating to myself.....I am strong and I can handle this. All I can say is thank you to my "Surrogate Hubby without benefits" or "Rent A Marine" Wingman. He is going to be my Savior in this deployment. I have talked to him just about everyday since Sniper has left. He has been very helpful and supportive. Anything I want to know, I can ask. Anything I need, he will be there and I for him. Wingman: Thank you for eveything you are doing for me. I know I will drive you absolutely ape shit through this, but I really appreciate all you are doing for me. Sniper: I Love You. dyzgoneyby