Sunday, August 16, 2009

What A Military Wife Is.............................

Each one may look different and each is wonderfully unique, but this they have in common:

Lots of moving...

Moving...

Moving...

Moving far from home...

Moving two cars, three kids and one dog...all riding with HER of course.

Moving sofas to basements because they won't go in THIS house;

Moving curtains that won't fit;

Moving jobs and certifications and professional development hours.

Moving away from friends;

Moving toward new friends;

Moving her most important luggage: her trunk full of memories.
Often waiting...

Waiting...

Waiting...

Waiting for housing.

Waiting for orders.

Waiting for deployments.

Waiting for phone calls.

Waiting for reunions.

Waiting for the new curtains to arrive.
Waiting for him to come home,
For dinner...AGAIN!

They call her 'Military Dependent', but she knows better:

She is fiercely In-Dependent.

She can balance a check book;

Handle the yard work;

Fix a noisy toilet;

Bury the family pet...

She is intimately familiar with drywall anchors and toggle bolts.

She can file the taxes;

Sell a house;

Buy a car;

Or set up a move...

......all with ONE Power of Attorney.

She welcomes neighbors that don't welcome her.

She reinvents her career with every PCS;

Locates a house in the desert,

The Arctic,

Or the deep south.
And learns to call them all 'home'.

She MAKES them all home.
Military Wives are somewhat hasty...
They leap into:
Decorating,
Leadership,
Volunteering,
Career alternatives,
Churches,
And friendships.
They don't have 15 years to get to know people.

Their roots are short but flexible.
They plant annuals for themselves and perennials for those who come after them.

Military Wives quickly learn to value each other:

They connect over coffee,

Rely on the spouse network,

Accept offers of friendship and favors.

Record addresses in pencil...
The Military Wife has a husband unlike other husbands; his commitment is unique.

He doesn't have a 'JOB'

He has a 'MISSION' that he can't just decide to quit...

He's on-call for his country 24/7.

But for her, he's the most unreliable guy in town!

His language is foreign

TDY

PCS

OPR

SOS

ACC
BDU

ACU

BAR

CIB

TAD

And so, a Military Wife is a translator for her family and his.
She is the long- distance link to keep them informed; the glue that holds them together.
A Military Wife has her moments:

She wants to wring his neck;

Dye his uniform pink;

Refuse to move to Siberia;

But she pulls herself together.

Give her a few days,

A travel brochure,

A long hot bath,

A pledge to the flag,

A wedding picture,

And she goes.

She packs.

She moves.

She follows.


Why?

What for?

How come?

You may think it is because she has lost her mind.
But actually it is because she has lost her heart .

It was stolen from her by a man,

Who puts duty first,
Who longs to deploy,

Who salutes the flag,

And whose boots in the doorway remind her that as long as he is her Military Husband,

She will remain his military wife.

And would have it no other way.

--Author Unknown (Thank you to my friend, Katie, for passing this along to me!!)

5 comments:

K_dubzzz said...

Amen!ant

Anonymous said...

You got it in a nutshell, kiddo. Your message should be required reading for all new military wives, they didn't just marry a man they married the strenght of the free world, the American Military. How beautifully you put it. Go Marines! Love Ya. Mom

Pen to Paper; Spirit to Soul said...

Thanks.for.the.tears!!!
Seriously!!!
But, I am reminded this is why I am now a civilian wife...and have been for longer than a military one! However, I have learned that you never really stop being a military wife at heart!
I've lived in one house for nearly 13 yrs now (Oct) and driven the same vehicle for 10!!! My kids have gone to the same ISD since the oldest was 1st grade and they actually still have friends that they knew when they were in elementary school.
At the same time...on 9-11 as I watched the towers fall, I thought just how much I could pack for each of us...harking back to the days of hubs working with Pershing missiles! I still cry like a baby when they show soldiers leaving or returning from the Middle East. I simply cannot keep the tears at bay when I see a flag draped coffin. And Taps....a whole box of tissue please!
I am proud to say that for the first 7 1/2 yrs of my marriage, I was a soldier's wife! Thanks for reminding me, though, how thankful I am now to be a civilian wife!!!

Praying for you and Bill!

Lacey said...

You did such a great job blogging this! I loved it!

Gloelder said...

Hey Larissa,

What a awesome job and beautiful pictures, yet so true of a military spouse. Miss ya tons,

Hugs,
Glo