This morning, as I sit in my quiet house, I have been pondering this past year and how tonight is going to completely change the next three.
Tonight is Drop Night. Or in Air Force pilot training terms, this is one of the big nights. Most guys might think it bigger than graduation even.
Tonight is the night that everyone in Jordan's class will find out what plane they will be flying for the next 10 years {or so} of their lives, and where they will be living the next three years.
It's kind of a big deal.
{I am so grateful to Jordan for all his hard work this past year.}
Let me tell you a little bit about pilot training:
Twelve hour days. Every day.
Sometimes show time is 5 am {which means he gets home at 5 pm}
Sometimes it's 9 am {which means he gets home at 9 pm}
When he's not flying
He's studying
Even when he's home.
We have one day a week together
{Saturday, half of Sunday}
An incredible amount of stress
The constant feeling of failure
and pressure
Sometimes I don't see my husband literally all day
From 5 am till 9 pm
because of our different schedules
There's more, but I think you get the idea. It's stressful; it's hard; and...
IT'S ALMOST OVER!!!!!
