When we were at Fort Sill I hit a point after about two weeks where I felt so lonely and sad. I just wanted one friend (more would be great, but at least just one!) who would be an actual friend, not just an acquaintance. A friend who had some similar interests with me. A friend with similar values. A good, real friend.
I found that. It was such a blessing.
And then we moved. I have been so busy here at Fort Campbell that it has been two months and I haven't felt lonely yet. I was in the first trimester of pregnancy (so exhausted and it was a good day if I got out of my jammies), I was busy unpacking and organizing our house, I was keeping up with Jackson, and we had a visitor and traveled home in that time. So I kept busy and didn't have time to feel lonely.
Today I felt lonely. Today I wish for just one close friend. I have met a few other Army wives here and they are so nice and we may become best friends. Sometimes true, lasting friendships take time. But sometimes you just have a spark when you first meet someone. I wish I could have that and feel like my new friend was my best friend from the very beginning.
Hopefully we will find a church and make some friends there. Our church search has been frustrating. While Matt and I want similar things in a church, so far we aren't in agreement when we visit churches in the area. Plus when we go and Jack is in the nursery, every single time he has gotten a cold that had lasted the full week so we stay home the following Sunday so he doesn't spread his sniffles. Frustrating and makes it hard to meet friends when we haven't found our new home church yet.
Ok. I feel like I'm just complaining. So there are more feelings along these lines, but basically, I am feeling lonely. I hope to make a good friend soon. I think this is one of the hardest parts of Army life- starting your social life over.
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