I don’t think I have ever been so done in my entire life. Fuck yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Over it.
My husband is getting transferred to a new unit and will be deploying as soon as his dwell time is over. All I can think about is that he will miss our 1st anniversary. I am so proud of him and while I don’t tend to buy into most of the “milso” thing I am truly proud to be married to a US soldier. I don’t hate this life I like being able to shop at the Px and the commissary, I feel proud when someone thanks him for his service, and I openly call myself an army wife because to me army wife, or military wife in general, stands for strength. We may not be on the front lines and I think that calling ourselves “the silent ranks” is vaguely offensive, but the meaning behind it is true. We stand behind our significant others while they miss birthdays and christmas, anniversaries and first days of school, you name it they’ve missed it but we stand strong through it all. I don’t have kids nor am I planning to while he is in the service. For me, the thought of being, essentially, a single parent is not something I want to go through or that I want my kids to go through. I love my soldier but more then that I love my husband and his job will not define him or our marriage forever. I am a proud army wife because I know my husband fights for me and our families, to keep us safe and free. So hell yes I shout from the rooftops “I AM AN ARMY WIFE” I am strong, I am free, I will be there when he leaves, miss him while he’s gone and greet him with tears and loving kisses when he returns.
I met, started dating, moved in with, got engaged, and then married my SO all within 4 months. Now in my former life I would have looked at myself now and thought I had gone bat shit crazy. Sometimes I wonder what all my friends on social media (tumblr excluded) are thinking and inevitably talking shit about. I am well aware that most people probably assume I’m pregnant but juts for the record not only am I not preggo but I am on birth control and I don’t plan to stop anytime soon! The only way I can explain is that I met my soulmate and yeah we haven’t known each other for that long and a bunch of people are probably saying how stupid we are but I know that we will be rocking on our porch at 80 years old laughing about all the haters and doubters. I love the rings on my finger, I love the ring on his because it means that we are linked forever <3 I love calling him my husband and I love that we now share a name. We have no regrets so judge as you may and say whatever you please but at the end of the night I am going to sleep wrapped in my husbands arms and that is all that matters.