One of the first things that anyone says to me when they find out that I’m a military wife is, “I could NEVER live like that!” or “It must be so hard to move all the time.” But, the truth is, God knew exactly what he was doing when he created this life for me. Go figure, huh?! ;)
God made me with a wandering spirit, always wanting to try new things, and the inability to sit still. All good qualities for someone who moves every few years. And, who lives without her husband for several months at a time! (although that could go a bad way, too, haha) I love moving. I love living in new parts of the country (or world, hopefully one day) that I would NEVER have been had it not been for the military. I love having friends all over the world. One of my biggest God-given qualities is my desire/need to be social. And, nothing beats that, when I can literally connect with friends from all over the world throughout my life. And, I love soaking in the culture all around me.
Did you know when you are driving on a freeway in Texas that people will pull over and drive on the shoulder so that you can pass them?! Or that Wichita, Kansas, is the test city for lots of major restaurant chains? What about if you ask for an “iced tea” at a restaurant in Alabama, you will get a sweet tea. Or that Washington is so completely different from the west to the east….
These are the things I love. Well, the little things. I also love being a part of something that is bigger than myself. When my husband goes to work each day, it is not a typical job with typical duties. And although that probably frustrates me more than makes me appreciate, it is still for a greater purpose.
Those are not the things that are hard (for me) as a military wife. The hard things come much deeper. The hard things are explaining to your toddler over and over again that daddy is working to “fight the bad guys and keep us safe” when daddy is deployed. The hard things are trying to connect over skype and the internet going out for the billionth time and you know it’s a lost cause to even try. The hard things are putting the kids to bed every single night by yourself and sitting around from 8:00 pm on without any company and then going to bed alone. It’s the trying to make up for daddy being gone and tackling with your son, but you just don’t do it the same. Or, the day after day of doing every.thing.yourself without the help of your significant other. Those are the hard things.
But, even then….I wouldn’t trade this life for anything. How blessed I am to SEE the reasons I love my husband. They always creep out when he’s away…and are disguised as ways that I miss him. How many people get to have multiple honeymoons in their life? (well, sadly, this day in age probably a lot….but that’s due to multiple marriages!) When you are apart from your spouse for months at a time, reunions are like honeymoons all over again. I have never been waiting for him to return without butterflies in my stomach. And, there is a precious appreciation of what family means when you have to be separated for a time.
I was having a hard time the past couple days as little P has been dealing with teething in the worst way and also was recovering from his vaccinations. While on the phone with a friend, I explained that for a couple of days it’s no big deal to handle it, albeit frustrating. But, during a deployment, it’s those days, one after another, that can wear you down like nothing else. With no end in sight. And no help in sight. She responded that her and her husband were discussing that concept: being gone for months at a time. Her husband had recently been gone for the weekend and they just could NOT imagine how that would be for months at a time. She said it really made her appreciate what our military does. What our military families do.
And, can I just say, that is so humbling. And just what I needed to hear.
I may have been designed to live this life. I may even LOVE most aspects of it. But, no matter what, it isn’t easy. That much is true.
Just some heartfelt words for those of you who have asked or wondered about how I do what I do.