Before The Boxes Are Packed

As my time at Ft. Jackson comes to an end I'm sad. I have learned so much here. I have grown so much here. And most importantly I meant some of the most amazing Army wives here. Most people write off Jackson from the beginning. A lot of gals fall into the "Fort Jackson Funk". I'm not sure why but this place just clicked with me. Maybe is was because my husband wasn't a drill Sgt or that I had good friends- I don't know but I just felt at home here.

We got to Jackson back in January 2009. I didn't even make friends until that following year. Our time in Germany ruined other wives for me. I have found this rings true with a lot of women. One bitter wife can ruin the way you feel about all military spouses, I found that I had a very flawed perception.

As soon as I moved onto my new block within hours my neighbor was at my door saying hello. The other was soon to follow. Through the two of them I started attending AT EASE (our spouses group) and joined the advisory board. I started getting involved in my community and that was a huge deal for me. From there the amazing friendships multiplied. I meet these women, who like me had this crazy life- but instead of hating it they embraced it. Even though it could sometimes be sucktacular-that's from the dictionary of a friend :)- we still loved it. We loved our man in uniform and were willing to cope with anything. We were all so different but still so much the same. We all brought so much to the group and I know I personally was able to take so much away from it. As each one left I took a little bit of their personality and kept it for my own.

The packers are coming tomorrow. As I look around at MY home I know that in a matter of weeks the walls will be painted, damages fixed and furniture already in CO- it will not longer be MY home. It will be an empty government quaters for another family to move into and make memories. I hope happy ones. I'll never forget all the Friday FSC nights, Madd Platter Wednesdays, Hanging out in my living room talking, letting the kids take over the court on a cool summer afternoon or just making hair bows with friends. I have loved this place and am so sad that my time here is over.

I know that with Colorado will come many new adventure. I already have so many different things in my head that I want to do while I'm in CO and I have already meant some really nice girls out there. But I can't help but to feel a bit broken hearted that I can't have my friends with me. They made me who I am. They helped me shape myself a little and I know that because of them I will only continue to grow. I love you all!