Does August seem to be moving at a snail's pace to anyone else? It's true what they say...time does fly when you're having fun. Ergo, time stands alarmingly still when you are not.

To be honest, I've been a bit mopey lately. You see, after my hubby returned home in June we went on a cross-country adventure back home to Arizona which was a month long intoxication of good company and fun times. Now we're suffering a bit of summer-fun-hangover.

Now it's back to reality and time to face the music. In just one month we will be moving to Alabama for 2 years while my husband trains to be a helicopter pilot. While this is all very exciting, our guns-blazing ambition quickly wore off.

To make matters worse, my closest Savannah comrade moved away while we were gone. She has been there for me every step of the way during my 4 years here, and I feel very lost here without her. But I'm very happy for her, and I know she'll make the best of her new adventure. We're army wives, it comes with the territory. We're masters in the art of goodbyes.

Slow-forward 3 weeks, and here I sit surrounded by boxes, missing the hell out of the life I had 2 months ago. I haven't been writing, reading, or sewing. From this I discovered when you are not doing the things that you love, you are essentially less "you".

"What lies behind and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us"

So enough with the glum! It's time to take on this move with enthusiasm, packing tape, and a whole lot of Red Bull! Here's to fresh starts and new beginnings!