
"it gets easier"....but does it really? as soon as i entered into the world of loving a soldier--i heard these words almost daily. from friends,family, fellow soldier lovers,ect. i myself have even stated that same sentence to new girls entering into our world.
but does anyone really beleive it? i think we all WANT to beleive it, we say it to others and ourselves wanting it to come true every single time.
loving a soldier is hard--but more than worth it. you dont pick who you love. you just...love 'em. through thick and thin, no matter what.
its not easy, being away from the one you love. worrying about them day and night, going days or weeks without hearing from them--but you hold on to that love so tight, you never lose grip. sure you lose sleep, lose weight (or gain it!), lose your hair, lose your sanity! but you keep chuggin along. when talking about deployments, people ask me "how do you do it?"--and i look at them like theyre insane, like the answer is a given... you just...do it. you either do, or dont. its your choice. if you decided not to--walk away asap,for both your sakes. if you decide to do it-then just do it! no matter what happens, no matter what this life brings you, you.just.do it.
(minutes before he deployed from germany, on his second tour in iraq)
its simple: it never gets easier. its never easy missing the one you love,being away from them,worrying about them. when theyre so far away, and having a bad day-or homesick, you want so badly to do something for them, take all that pain and sadness away--but you cant,and it hurts. you never will understand what they go through, the things they've done and seen-and you never EVER say you do, you just love them. love them with all your heart. and try you hardest to make them smile.
love them,period. no matter what. i myself have a love/hate relationship with the army. i embrace the title of army wife, i love it, am proud of it, i wear it on my heart. i am so proud of my husband that sometimes i feel like it will burst out of me. he is my real life hero. i hate the distance, the deployments,the goodbyes.ive come to despise airports... the goodbyes are what get me every single time.
(before heading to the airport,to go back to Iraq,2009)
you'd think "it gets easier"...but it never does. picture yourself sitting in the airport, surrounded by soldiers. everywhere you look is ACU,boots,and duffel bags. and you just wait. you're not sure when its coming, but that boarding announcement will sneak up on you sooner than you're ready for it. it happens,and you freeze. your mind is racing with all the things you want to say, your heart is pounding through your chest and your tears are automatic. you know he doesnt want to go-and theres not a damn thing you can do to change it for him. you cant do ANYTHING. you try to memorize his face completley, that exact moment. you feel his arms around you and try to stop time. trying so hard to be strong for him, fight the tears but they fight their way right out. you say 'I love you' over and over because thats all you can think of to say, the only words you can manage to get out. and the only words that really matter.
you hug so tight, like maybe if you hug him hard enough he wont go anywhere. pull away, kiss him one last time, and watch him leave. you turn around and walk away--when everything inside of you is telling you to sprint back to him, hold his hand until the very last moment, soak up each second you get with him-but you know itd be selfish, you know it would only make it harder for him. so you keep walking, with tears streaming down your face-not caring who sees you, fighting the urge to turn around... you keep walking.
(Iraq,deployment #2, 2008)
the army has given me patience. strength-even when times i felt completley weak.strength in my relationship with my husband, outstanding communication with him--because for months on end, our words are all we have. its taught me to be selfless. its shown me love that i never knew i could feel for another person. independence. pride. family.
so does it get easier? not really. but you just do it--you love them (as the Beetles would say 'love is all you need').
is it all worth it? you bet your sweet ass it is.
to my fellow soldier-lovers: hooah girls, hooah :) we're a special breed no doubt. no one will understand till theyve walked in our shoes.
