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I’ve always supported my husband with every choice he’s made in life. Like when he came back from Iraq after being gone from his family for fifteen months, I still supported his decision to stay in the Army. Eventually he did retire after 24 years in service, but only to reenlist again. So here I sit day in and day out lonely. I cannot plan a family sit down meal because who knows what time he’ll be home. Some days he’s training troops for 15-16 hours a day. I keep telling him that I’m not against his duty; it’s his duty to our family that I’m against. What I like to call his “excuses” are always for a good cause or they need him so badly and their so understaffed it’s not funny. Yeah, well what about your family? Don’t we need you too? We seem to be a little “understaffed” right now as well. I just can’t get through to this man. I’m not trying to ruin his career or hinder him in anyway, but if he gave as much dedication and devotion to us that he does for his work we would probably look over our heads to see if a piano was about to drop on top of our heads! I’m playing both roles here with our children; I’m the mother and the father. I’m the one who takes them to all of their appointments, helps them with homework and projects, and entertains them, not him. I’m the disciplinary figure as well. It gets pretty lonely when my only social interaction is taking my girls to the beach or a movie and maybe the couple sitting next to us will strike of a conversation with me. I speak more to strangers than I do my own husband; how pathetic. He keeps reassuring me that it’s going to slow down and he’ll have more time for us. Uh-huh, I’m sure it will. I know that being an Army wife can be lonely and you always feel second best, but at this point I feel like I barely exist. All day, every day I spend by myself and with my girls. I see my husband for about an hour or so at night before we go to bed and maybe for an hour in morning before he leaves. So I pretty much spend 2 hours out of a day with him. I’m sorry, but the sacrifices I’ve made to support him seem to be coming back and biting me in the rear! I want the best for him, I really do. But what will it take for him to realize that although he may be bettering his career, he’s destroying our relationship? Being an Army wife isn’t what it’s made out to be. Oh and about those sacrifices; they’re almost always made by us, not you.
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