Tim's Ship Visit

Tim left for deployment again...I guess I should start getting used to saying that. This is only the second time of many, many more. But I don't think it will get any easier the more we do it. The special part this time though, is that we got to see two of our friends baptize their children at sea and we got a little tour of the ship! I now know where and what Tim talks about. I thought it would be harder for me to see his living conditions but I actually feel better knowing. He wore his dress blues for the baptism ceremony (very sexy by the way) and I thought it was so cool how almost everybody in uniform saluted him. He told me they are not allowed to let their salute down until after he does. Wow...such power. But he hates it. He says he tries to look away and not make eye contact in hopes they won't do it. He said he would be an awful celebrity because he can't take the spotlight or be "held on a pedestal". Such modesty!!

Penelope Valentine Hawley-Praske

Nathan Charles Brownfield

P cubed...Tim Platz, Steve Praske, and Travis Polk

Looking back on Okinawa from the flight deck.

This was supposed to be the last picture...but I'm just an amateur blogger so whatever.

Caption: What Tim will be looking at a lot over the next several weeks or months.

Playing doctor on an OR table.

Noah playing "dead"

My 3 boys in Tim's berthing room (bedroom). He shares it with 4 other guys.

Tim's bed. It's only as wide as his sleeping bag and as long as maybe 6 feet. Definitely not his queen sized he's used to at home.

Noah thought this was Tim's bed he slept in. No joke. He really asked Tim if he slept there!! About the same size though!!

It is your job to go to away,

Across the oceans, blue and gray.

You are a sailor proud and strong,

But why does it hurt when you're gone so long?

Be it a month, a week, a day

It's all the same when you're away.

A sailor you will always be,

Heeding the callings of the sea.

I watch you leave with heavy heart,

Hating that we'll be apart.

But thoughts of you I'll always carry,

And try my best to be bright, and merry.

I love you more and more each day

And wouldn't have it another way.

I love my sailor, I wait, I yearn,

Until the day that you return.