Ok, I guess I'm bragging just a little bit but it's still pretty warm outside here in Okinawa. I brag because I've never experienced this before. Having only lived in south New Jersey and Michigan my whole life, I didn't have the opportunity to experience warm weather so close to Christmas. I'm still able to go out without a jacket, with short sleeves and open-toed shoes. I can really get used to this.
My husband, on the other hand, likes it when it's a little bit cooler. He's in Manila right now and their weather is way hotter than Okinawa. I believe they are still experiencing 80 degree weather. Wish we could trade places because I love the hot weather since I don't sweat a lot. I'm so looking forward to seeing him again this weekend. I'm so blessed to be able to spend time with him while he's deployed. I'm so excited to go to Manila on Sunday, that I know that this week is going to drag. Hurry up Saturday night!
I didn't grow up going to church so I don't have a real base in religion. Growing up I've been exposed to a variety of faiths (Jehovah's Witnesses, Muslims, Baptist, COGIC, Pentecostal, AME, and even the Church of Latter Day Saints). I feel that this has made me more tolerant and accepting of others beliefs. Many religions preach that their religion is the only TRUE religion and all the others are false. I didn't know what to believe so I just developed my own set of values based upon what I've learned to be right. In a sense I feel bad for not having a 'home church' or faith that I exclusively claim. But I feel that my relationship with God is not for anyone else to judge, if they are a true Christian or person of faith.
Most recently, I've found myself praying more and more. Nearly every morning I send a prayer to my husband. I do this because we are not together and I feel like it helps us be on the same accord. My daughters have the opportunity to pray with me everyday but my husband is miles away. The daily prayers I send are helpful to me and I believe to my husband. We both proceed with our day with similar thoughts for the day. It seems that when I put issues that I'm dealing with in our prayer, we are both going through similar issues. It seems as though our prayers are keeping us closer when we are so far apart.
Thanksgiving this year was TOTALLY different for me. I've gotten accustomed to spending it with my family other than my daughters. This year was different as I didn't have the opportunity being overseas. I was really homesick. People I've met since being here invited me over but it's just not the same. I didn't even get dressed on Thanksgiving but I did cook. I didn't even eat as much as I normally do....only one plate. I barely was able to finish that. We didn't cook much food either since it's only the three of us and I hate leftovers after day 2.
I went to a new ramen place Saturday while waiting on my youngest daughter Cari. I'd heard great reviews about this place and decided to check it out. Well, it wasn't as good as the ramen place in American Village and it gave me an allergic reaction. I'm not sure if it was the seaweed or the broth. I have found out that in many Asian countries, they put shrimp in their broth. So when I left the restaurant my throat was swollen and itchy and my lips were a little swollen. It was nothing that benadryl couldn't take care of but I hate taking it because it makes me sleepy.
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