Saturday, September 04, 2010

My Day in Denver

Last weekend I went to Denver, CO, for the day, by myself... I left my house in Hawaii around 3:30 pm on Friday to go to the airport. I arrived in Denver Saturday morning, 13 hours later (17 if you include the 4 hour time difference)...
I went to a wedding and reception on Saturday. Didn't go to sleep until around 1am. Then got up about 7am, and had to be back at the airport around 9:30. I traveled another 13 hours back home (only 9 with the time loss, ha, I got home faster). I passed out when I got home. Needless to say, I was exhausted and it took me a few days to catch up. Monday night I fell assleep on the couch at 8pm.

I answered the same questions over and over during the reception:
"Wow, your the one from Hawaii! How do you like it there?"
"How long have you lived there?"
"When did you get to Denver" -insert comments about me just getting there that morning-
"How long are you staying" -insert gasp, and more comments about me leaving so soon-
Then I would explain:
Hubby couldn't take off work and we could only afford one ticket (nor would I have wanted to fly that far with two kids all by myself) so, I either went by myself for a quick weekend, or not at all...

It was Daddy's first time being alone with the kids for more than a few hours. I secretly wanted them to drive him crazy all weekend... Is that wrong? He said they were really good all weekend and didn't argue at all... Why does it seem like there always better for Dad than me? That's so unfair... They both missed me of course. But I think the one on one bonding time for all of them was good for them all!

I guess that's one of the downfalls to being in Hawaii. We are so far away from our family and the only possible travel is by plane (well, boat would just take way to long). A flight from here to the West coast alone is 6/7 hours. Not to mention, its expensive to fly.
But, I still love it here! I don't regret taking the opportunity to live here for 3 years! We wont be here forever, and as much as I love it here I think I will be ready to leave when the time comes. Regardless of where we end up, our next duty station will be somewhere in the Continental US and we will be closer to our family than we are now. This is the farthest we have ever been from our families. If you think about it, HI is the farthest we could possibly be form CO and still be in the US...

Mrs. Marine


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