This weekend will be the last time I see my best friend for a good long while.
Such is the military life. Someone always leaves.
I’ve tried to explain to Alex, but maybe now that he’s the one leaving understanding will come like the slow and warming rising of the sun. It’s something learned as a child the first time you lose your best friend to PCS (Permanent Change of Station) season or the reality of moving at Christmas leaving snow for the beach and a new school you don’t fit in any better than you did the last school. (I can honestly say the schools I have been happiest in have been military schools for dependent children. Sure explains why I want to teach in them, huh?)
What it all means for this space that Alex’s posts will be sparse. He’ll do his best, he always does, and writing here is one way of his showing that he cares but time will be a precious commodity.
So, St. Louis…batten down the hatches! Alex and I are coming your way!
To Missouri,
Jess
