Care packages are the back-bone, the veritable life line of all correspondence when forward deployed. Nothing beats getting a box in the mail, opening it and finding little pieces of home inside. Its like Christmas and your birthday all rolled up into one. I know I used to live in the post office on board my last command. And even though my husband, who is in Kuwait right now, said it was okay that it took me almost two months to get him his first package in the mail, I know secretly he was hoping that I just hadn’t told him the truth. I wanted his package to arrive and…