A while ago, a dear friend asked me to come give a speech at a Military Appreciation Banquet in Louisiana this Friday. While I would have loved to have gone, given my speech, and spent the weekend with my old friends, I couldn't miss all the day-to-day stuff here.
So she asked if I would write a speech anyway and she would read it on my behalf.
I must admit, I've been putting it off. I knew I'd get all emotional while writing it. That's the only way to make a speech poignant, funny or meaningful. You have to really get into it.
I finally got the damn thing written this morning. And now I have a massive headache from all the crying.
My friend said that's only fair since it made her cry too and now she misses me more than ever. That's sweet and I love her, but the bitch made me write this crap in the first place.
Okay, I'm happy to do it. This organization means a lot to me and I somehow became the poster woman for military spouses back at our old base (which absolutely humbled and honored me).
But now I miss her and everyone else back in Louisiana even more too. And my eyes are burning and my head aches.
If I get invited again next year, I'm going.