Three years ago this week I flew down to Texas to watch my husband graduate from BMT! I had never flown alone, never traveled alone, never lived alone, and certainly never imagined living across the country from where I had grown up, but all those things were happening or about to happen.
I was so very proud of him! I still am!
It was an amazing weekend, and saying goodbye again at the end of it was so hard, but it is also a favorite weekend of mine to look back on. I hope you enjoy it too!
God bless and thank you for reading!
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I think I have one of EACH of these pictures, only, with my husband and me. We have our pictures taken in front of the Alamo (only, I was 6.5 months pregnant and sweating like a pig), and in all sorts of other places, like in the food court there at the mini mall, and in the parking lot of a shopette.
Such great memories, right? We had no idea where our military lives would take us...
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