Sunday, October 9, 2011

Lis is Back

Everyone cheer happy cheers! She woke up yesterday, late evening, and we had a nice, long conversation to do with... everything that went on Friday. And what we're going to do in the future about it. I think it would be more befitting for Lissie to tell you all of those details when she's good and well with them, if ever she wants to. It's up to her, and I wouldn't ask her to do anything she didn't want to.

We also got to have a nice little room-service dinner and extend our stay a little while longer. I don't particularly want to, but we do need to let Lis heal properly, and those are precious stitches I did. She won't be popping a single one if I've anything to say about it.

In the meanwhile, since we're sitting ducks until further notice, I think it's time for a little trip down memory lane. I mentioned my father in the last blog post. And I think this deserves some mention. My father was a soldier. Daddy was a Sergeant, and as far as titles go, it's not the highest, but it's a good, respectable position.  Our family got a lot of respect on the bases, but we were also moved around a lot. Dad got a lot of transfers, and he was on his way up. We stayed in the same place the longest... only when he was overseas. One of those times was Enterprise, Alabama. And that's where I met Lissie, the sweetheart that she is. We can go deeper into the memories of Fort Rucker another time.

I was little, and my dad was home more often, well, we weren't exactly the typical family when it came to bonding activities. My father started teaching me mixed martial arts around eight. We spent hours every day practicing proper form and kicks and punches. My eight-year-old self didn't really understand that he was teaching me ways to defend myself, that he never wanted me to be helpless, I just knew it was father-daughter time and that was what was important. It wasn't all the time, but it felt wonderful to be able to join my dad for morning work-outs.

Yes, you know what that means? I'm a morning person. I liked to take runs before the sun's even risen. Yeah. I'm crazy. Unfortunately things like that are... less practical now. Oh well, practicality's got priority right now.

He taught me emergency first-aid. And what it means to be in a war. Not the pretty glamorous things they tell you in the media. But what it means to be fighting another man and when it comes down to it, it's either him or you and there's no getting around that. My dad taught me a lot about practicality and war and love. And I appreciated him when I had him around. I didn't have him very often.

I miss him, a lot. Blake never got to meet him. The last assignment... didn't go over so well. Sometimes people  aren't so lucky. I miss him. I don't feel like I saw him enough. I have to wonder how my mother must feel when she thinks about him.

Anyway, enough nostalgia. We'll be heading for a safe place in the next few days. We need some down time. And Elaine's been kind enough to offer us some with her.


  1. I'm looking forward to seeing all of you

  2. I swear, everyone just seems to be gathering in Texas XD.

  3. Texas just seems like the place to be. And we're lookin forward to being with you too Elaine~