And This Is How It Goes

The day to return to Oklahoma approaches- though sad, I'm hopeful for the future. Things are definitely different this time. It's not a question of coming back, planning some far-off wedding, and worrying about Tabatha. Well, okay, I'll still worry about her, and always will. But I feel like I have a purpose, and have a plan at this point, instead of wandering through life, or waiting for things to fall into place. It's a question of getting things in order, and of doing what needs to be done. The most difficult part about this is not leaving the past behind- it's leaving the future on hold. It seems like my life is here, in Connecticut. Yet I've built a career in the Army, and rebuilt a life. Then again, where did I think this was going? I knew going in sooner or later I'd wind up seeing some action, and I'm glad my time has come. Beats hanging around Fort Sill for another year!
Beyond this, longer-term, things look bright. I know perfectly well I'll come home safe, and look forward to picking up this life where I left off! Maybe even expand the family- who knows? But this is the way it has to be- events happen for a purpose. On a probably-related note, we've begun to set up a family altar- looks pretty cool so far! I have a bunch of stuff to send up here to CT also. I've had a little more time to put one together, and it developed in the best way an altar can be put together- organically, growing over time. The result probably makes little sense to anyone but me, but everything there has an explanation and a purpose. I notice that each witch and each site like that has a kind of vibe to it- each one kind of carries the unique signature of the person who created it, or the people who gave it energy. Tabatha herself is a pretty potent witch-what you'd call a natural witch. Meaning simply that she was born with her abilities, thus giving her a distinct vibe. But that's neither here nor there. I dedicated an area for an altar in our apartment, which went pretty well! It has a good charge running through it- whether or not that's because of a pre-existing vein running through it or because of me, I don't know- I figure the results are about the same. But it's reassuring to know I can call upon these resources when I need them.
So long story short, married life is good! I'm glad I can be able to take care of Tabatha and the rest of my family- whatever the future holds, I know it'll be more than one page in the history books- and one of the more colorful chapters. And as always- don't drink the Tenafly Viper!