Tuesday, December 14, 2010

When Deployment Slaps You in the Face...

I feel like I haven't said a whole lot about Frank's deployment over the last several months. I think we're just kind of used to it now. Frank goes to the other side of the world and does his thing, and we stay here and do our thing. We settle into a routine and we stay busy. I think that if we sat at home every weekend, we'd go nuts! Thankfully we are rarely lacking things to do and that makes time go faster. We're always counting down to something or going somewhere... even if it's a spur of the moment pack up our car in two hours and hit the road kind of trip. I love that we can be spontaneous like that. :)

The kids seem to handle Frank's deployments pretty well... Kassidy and Kameron get it. They are old enough now that they know where he is and what he's doing and how long a year is. They've been through this 4 times now and they roll with it - most of the time. Kennedy will tell you that her daddy is on an airplane. Longest. Flight. Ever. Keeghan will say that his daddy is in Afghanistan. And really, if you know us in real life, you should ask him, because the way he says "Afghanistan" is way too cute! And Kellsey, well, she's going to need to get to know daddy all over again when he comes home in March.

Last night though, Kass, Kam and I were sitting on the couch talking and Kameron said something and then said, "Well when daddy comes home for Christmas we can do that." And I'm pretty sure my jaw hit the floor and Kassidy's eyes popped out of her head.

Kassidy said, "Kameron, daddy's not coming home for Christmas... why would you think that?!"

Kameron just stared at us. "What do you mean he's not coming home for Christmas?"

"Honey," I said, "He was just home for your birthday... you know he only gets to come home once each deployment..."

"Oh," he said, "Well... that's jank!"

I don't know what jank means, but I think it's bad.

And that was the end of that conversation, and kind of a buzz kill for the evening. I had no idea that he thought Frank would be home for Christmas. He's missed Christmas every other year for the last 7 years now and I guess it was just an unspoken understanding that he wouldn't be here. Sometimes, no matter how many deployments you've been through, it sneaks up and slaps you in the face. And it's... well... jank.

8 comments:

mom2natnkatncj said...

Huh, I wonder if he was thinking of the last deployment when he came home for Christmas. Didn't get make it home a few years ago just in time for Christmas? And wasn't it a total surprise? So maybe he was thinking it would be another surprise like that. Bummer though. Will his next reinlistment perhaps be one where he doesn't have all of these deployments? Or at least not for so long?

Anonymous said...

Our family always make a point of thanking our servicemen whenever we see them. I think we need to thank their families too - so thank you Garcias for the huge sacrifice you make every day that your husband and daddy is gone. Sorry it is so jank!! I don't know much about this so excuse my ignorance, but will the deployments stop soon? Is there such a thing as reaching your max number of deployments and then you get to work in USA? Bless you guys - Maureen C.

Rebecca said...

Poor little man. That really sucks.

Beth said...

Well that is jank!!!!

Thank you guys for your sacrifices!!!

Melissa M said...

I don't usually comment, but I had to here.

And I just wanted to say thanks. Thanks for you and the kids for being supportive. And thanks to Frank for his service.

Lisa (DanielsMommy) said...

Awww, that is a buzz kill for sure. And I agree with him...it's jank. Kisses for all the kids, from us way over here in RI.

teacher said...

You know you're a nerd when you immediately have to type it in and Google it! :)
adj- broken; unnecessarily redundant, superfluous, or meaningless; stupid or ridiculously moronic; bootleg or of questionable quality
Yes, I believe it is jank! Hate that he has to be without Daddy at Christmas, as well as the rest of you. Thank you and your family for all your sacrifices for our freedom.

Suzetta said...

Yep. Know all about it. Happening once again with our family too. This time our 3 year old son is having a problem with it. I agree it's pretty funny to hear the 3 year old boys talk about it. Our son even goes into detail about what his Daddy does! Some of it, we never ever told him. He just figured it out on his own.