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I may not come home again…
That’s what she told my wife, that I may not want to come home.
Ever.
This past Friday my esposa went out to dinner with a good friend. Like a reeeaallly good friend who we’ve known for a super long time.
This friend, I’ll call her Callie, and my wife, I’ll call her Lisa (mainly because that’s her name ; ) )were chatting about life, the kids, and of course the fact that yours truly has been overseas now for 6 months.
Now, I obviously was not there with them, so I’m piecing together the convo based on what was relayed to me on a FaceTime chat with my wife, and taking a wee bit of creative license…
*** the girls are talking now ***
C: What if he doesn’t want to come home? Seems he really likes it there and the lifestyle is so much different than it is here.
L: I know. And the photos from social media are so peaceful. He does say that it’s a much different pace, and he gets to focus on things in a deeper way.
C: I think he’s going to want to stay and that you guys might be living there for a while.
L: There’s a reason why I nicknamed him Planetboy, that’s for sure. I guess time will tell.
*** I’m back now ***
