How can I put into words the life of a person that loves an American soldier? It is the hardest most self defining part of me. It is also the loneliest part some days.
A conversation I have shared many times over with many that have this same feeling. Once in a while you will meet someone real. Someone that will admit to the challenges this life faces. When I do find someone like that it is a relief. So I will peel back the curtain and pour out to make others feel less alone. Then maybe someone will know they are a part of a community and ultimately a part of me. My dear fellow military wives.
It is not a life of smiles and family togetherness on a daily basis. It is a life of leaving everything and everyone you know to venture on a journey with only the one you love. And it is a life of missing home often. But we do it for love, the romance and the ideals…not pity.
Pitying a military wife is not advised. Because under that prim and soft shell beats the heart of a warrior equal to that of her husbands. Beneath the smiles and public embraces of her strong partner lives a woman willing to take all the possibilities. The possibilities of what could be or will be of loving a man determined to fight for his country. You, ma’am, are another that makes this country great. Do not feel alone just because you are in a new area with new faces and unfamiliar roads that lead to unfamiliar places. Take a look around you and you will be surprised at how many “sisters” you have. Reach out, give a small look behind the curtain of your heart to your fellow wives. With solidarity we can meet our challenges but with sisterhood we can make them into an event to remember.

All my love for you dear sisters. You are not alone…