(If this was the only thing on my list- you'd know why I have been a stranger around here...)
She is such a beautiful and strong wife and mother. I respect her so much.
But what will I say when I have my soldier in my arms?
How do I comfort in the middle of the night when my bed isn't lonely and cold,
when ACU's still line my closet and dirty PT's fill my hamper?
I'm scared my "hooah hooah hooah" won't be the same.
That kills me.
As thankful as I am that My Soldier won't be leaving anytime soon, I think I almost feel guilty for it. Like somehow I should walk through the same journey while they do. If only they would all deploy at the same time. later, not sooner.
If only Soldiers could arrive at home at 5 o'clock for dinner everynight
and tuck their daughters into bed for a goodnight kiss.
and no birthdays, holidays and anniversaries were missed.
and puppies were family pets and not guard dogs when you're scared to live alone.
If only the "sandbox" was a place where sand castles were built and seashells were lined in rows.
If only life were... simple? easy? fair?
Deployment. I just don't know what to do with you...
How do you face deployment fears?
Have you ever felt the weight of someone else's trial?