There's a first time for everything

I've had this blog for about 6 months but I could never get into the whole "blogging" thing. It's become quite the thing to do now days. I've had a lot on my mind lately so I thought I would go ahead and take a shot at this thing again.

I moved to Killeen, Texas right before Thanksgiving. November 17, 2010 was the day Jon and I moved into our apartment. First of all, I was already excited to move there to be with Jon but I was also so excited to meet people and make new friends. You see I am part of a forum called Army Wives Forums where you can get information from PCSing to AIT. It's not just there for useful information but it's to connect with other women from all different walks of life. There are women on there from all over the world who may not be going through the exact same thing you are but I can be sure they have probably been wherever you are at some point of their lives. My point is, I had been on this site a couple of months before moving with Jon and had already been talking to some women from the Fort Hood area. I was so excited to meet these ladies! I just knew that I would have at least one friend in no time!

I was wrong. Sure, I've been to a couple of get-togethers and met up with a few ladies for lunch or a movie but I haven't connected with anyone. I don't have anybody that I can call up and see if they want to go to the mall and just walk around. I don't have anybody that I can call because Jon and I are having a rough day. I don't have anybody that I can invite over to just relax and watch a movie with. I have been so depressed for the past couple of months because of this. I know I shouldn't let something so little get to me, but I do.

I'm not sure what made me have a change of heart but I am suddenly okay with all of this. It's okay that I don't have anyone in this town. I have Jon and that is all that I need. You may beg to differ but I don't care. I need to learn how to be independent. Jon is making the army a career and we all know there will be plenty of times that I will be by myself and lonely. We'll be moving from place to place and I may not make friends right away. I need to be okay with that or I'll go on living my life miserable.

I didn't write this because I want people to pity me. I wrote this because I truly am 100% okay with all of this. If I wasn't okay with it I wouldn't have wrote this for the whole world to see. Okay, I'm exaggerating. I know the whole world won't be reading this, who knows if anyone actually will be.