"Getting Out"

I have been asked a lot lately about how I feel about getting out. I normally just say "I am sure it will be fine". But the truth is I am TERRIFIED. This life provides a sense of security. Knowing you get two paychecks every month. Knowing exactly how much will be in each one of those. Knowing Monkey & I have insurance. Of course even in this world there are moments where that sense of security is not there. Mainky when you talk about that horrid D world. You know, Deployment.
Husband has 4 years of reservist duty on his contract. So there is of course the possibility he may have to deploy again.
As far as what our plan is...heres the basic run down.
1. Moving to texas.
Why? Because that is where husband's family is. He wants to be near his family for a little bit. Go to school near them. He feels that is just where we are suppose to be. Texas is not my home. Neither is California. My home is where my husband and son are. End of story. Am I thrilled to go to Texas? Not really. I have lived in California since I was three.(I think) This is all I have known. This is where I grew up, met Husband, had our son and have AMAZING friends. When we pack up it is going to be very difficult for me.
2.Job & School.
Husband has a few Job possibilities. As far as anything set in stone...nope. He will be going to school full time and working part time. I am hoping to get enrolled in school as well.

I am not sure if we will stay in Texas for the rest of our lives together. I don't know what is going to happen in the next few months. I know I am terrified. I know I am nerveous. I know I am anxious. I know the thought of packing up our two bedrrom apartement stresses me out. But I know that for my family we are making the best decision we know how.