I’ve had a hard time making friends at this base. Good friends. The kind you call up just to shoot the breeze for 10 minutes. The kind you can have deep conversations with. To some degree I just haven’t put myself out there enough. We moved at a weird point for me with being so far pregnant and over the holidays. By the time the holidays were over, I was ready to pop. And by the time I was getting really moving again after giving birth, programs like MOPS & my base bible study were ending their session. Come last fall, again I was in a weird time with Jim deploying. I put myself out there more but never found a close friend. And now we’ll be leaving within the year. So it seems pointless. Yet it isn’t, I know. We could still have another year and that could be an awfully lonely year. And Jim is coming home. And other things. Times like this we could just put down our roots and I could find close, lifetime long friends.

I’m just in a total funk.