Then, I had a moment of "saving grace".
I have sons.
Sons that like camo.
So, it may not be the exact same camo, and it is definitely a different size, but at least I have something to fill that space, something to keep my hands (and my washing machine) full while he is gone.
God is good.
Another thing I am going to miss, strangely enough, is the smell of oil and grease. 10 years ago, I never would have thought that I would love that smell. Even 5 years ago I didn't love it yet. But it has grown on me. Now, in some strange way, it is a comforting smell - the smell of normal, everyday life.
I was behind someone in line at the dollar store the other day: a dirty, greasy, overweight mechanic - and I just kept thinking to myself, "Man, he smells good". I realized then that I have a problem!
So, if you see me walk up to a stranger on the street and give them a hug, you can assume that they are either wearing camo, or smell of oil and grease. Have a little patience with me!
4 comments:
Ha ha!!!! Do you think you are feeling more sentimental this time because you have actually been TOGETHER for an ENTIRE YEAR?!!! I think before you didn't have enough time to establish these daily routines that after a year, are truly a ROUTINE now. I am enjoying reading all about your thoughts though....and I can't imagine the smell of oil and grease..being..."nice." ha ha! good for you for loving it!
That is a very sweet post....
See, I've got a long standing policy that I don't do Army laundry, so I don't go through this. Plus Michael has some specific amount of time that he lets them dry, then he hangs them to dry the rest of the way, and I never can get it just right, so he doesn't trust me anymore!
I know exactly what you mean about the Oil and Grease smell. My dad always smelled like that when I was growing up and there is something comforting about it.
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