Driving, driving, driving
Greetings from Renee Ryan. I'm in the middle of a cross-country move as I type this. I have the added pleasure of pulling a u-haul trailer behind my car. Hitching a ride with me are my eighteen year-old-daughter and her carsick cat. I'm driving from Lincoln, Nebraska to Savannah, Georgia. Unfortunately, this is the third time I've made this trip in a year. All because my husband and I wanted to make sure the above mentioned teenager had a chance to graduate from her extraordinary high school in the Midwest. It's been a long year.
The good news is that this move will bring me back to the south. Better yet, I get to live in the same house with husband once again. Did I mention this has been a looooong year? During the last twelve months without my husband by my side I kept wondering how military families do it. How do they survive the time apart? What a sacrifice the spouses and children make. Same goes for the soldiers. Talk about genuine heroes.
My next release, HOMECOMING HERO, has a military hero. An active-duty military hero, to be precise. Living in Savannah again, I'm excited to rekindle friendships, many of which are with soldiers and their spouses. I'm awed by all of them. I only had a taste of "time apart" from my husband. I always knew it was temporary, that we'd be together again soon. My heart goes out to the families who don't have that knowledge. God bless you all!!!!!!!
~Renee~
5 Comments:
At July 15, 2010 8:45 AM,
Patty said…
Renee, Welcome Home! I moved back to Atlanta last June after living in Grand Rapids, Michigan for seven years. (And we stayed so that our girls could graduate from their fantastic high school too.)
I love your historicals--I write historicals too--but will be picking up your new comtemporary as soon as I see it on the shelves.
Blessings on your day,
Patty Smith Hall
At July 15, 2010 7:59 PM,
Cindy W. said…
Blessings to you in moving home to Georgia. My sister lives there and it is a beautiful state.
I was raised in the military. I was two years old by the time my Dad finally saw me and I guess it was hard for both of us. My mom said I didn't want to go to him. But it obviously didn't take long as I was my Daddy's girl until the day he took his last breath at the early age of 61.
Many blessings,
Cindy W.
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At July 18, 2010 4:11 PM,
Pat Davids said…
Renee,
As a former Navy wife I know about long seperations. I'm happy you and hubby will soon be together. It's hard but it makes for some sweet reunions.
Pat
At August 3, 2010 4:03 PM,
Wilma said…
I hope you don't have to move again.
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At September 29, 2010 3:23 PM,
Loves 2 Read Romance said…
Wow that is a lot of driving. I am happy that you and your husband are back in the same house. I moved from Ohio to Texas so I know how long those drives can be. I can't wait till your next book!
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