Leaving your family behind is hard…like, really hard. It’s hard on the parent leaving, it’s hard on the parent staying behind, and it’s hard on the kids. It’s just tough for everyone. There’s really no way around it.
An old shipmate and his family came up with a plan to help mitigate some of the pain, and it seems like a great idea, so we’re going to give it a shot. The idea has grown into what I’m going to call The Adventures of Truman, Sweet Peach, and Footy.
Essentially, my wife and kids each got me a stuffed animal that basically represents them. I’ll take them with me everywhere I go, taking a ton of pictures the whole while. I’ll then share all the pictures with the family through e-mail, Facebook, and this blog.
This is designed to help me feel like the family is with me in a small way while also giving the family the impression that they’re along for the ride. We’re doing this specifically for the upcoming road trip and 6 months of school that I have ahead of me, but we can definitely carry this through upcoming deployments and underways.
My first hope is that the kids see the pictures and get excited even though they aren’t there. My second hope is that I keep my wife thoroughly amused with the thought that I just broke out three stuffed animals in a crowded restaurant in Amarillo to take a picture with my food. My last hope is that it will feel like they’re with me while I’m gone.
Without further ado, allow me to introduce the trio that will be accompanying me on my journeys for the foreseeable future. In the upcoming week, I’ll introduce each in great detail (because there always needs to be a backstory), but here they are briefly.
CinC HOUSE gave me a tiger which she has thoughtfully named Truman (more on that to come), Princess picked out a purple, flowery unicorn that she named Sweet Peach, and Little Dude presented me with an alligator named Footy. These are the three that will be my boon companions whenever I’m away from the family. Welcome to the Adventures of Truman, Sweet Peach, and Footy!
P.S. If you happen to be in that restaurant in Amarillo, please try not to laugh too hard.