Well the day is almost here. I am mixed with emotions of not wanting him to go, knowing he has to leave, and just wishing he would get on that plane. The sooner we get this going the sooner I can start the countdown for him to get home.
This is our 5th deployment. Two were shorter because of the unit he was in at the time. This and the other two were a year. People often ask me. "how do you do it" ... I don't really have an answer to that question. It just is, and I just do! The first two were the hardest, we were not married, only dating. The lines of communication at that time during the war were not at the level they are today. Couple that with me not being a "dependent" and suffice to day, I did not talk to him for those months! I sent a letter every day for both of those deployments. He tells me that is when he knew I was the one! I never stopped thinking about him, missing him, and he knew that by my constant communication. That accounted for two deployments!
Deployment 3, well my son and I had just got to Ft Gordon and he left shortly after we arrived. That was trying, I knew NO ONE - and nothing much of a military life as a spouse. We made it through just fine. I made friends, found a great church - and that is a huge piece of the puzzle. FRIENDS!
Deployment 4 was here at Ft Hood - his mom was sick, diagnosed with cancer. They did not have a replacement for him, so he had to go. I was in the same boat - new to the area, not a lot of friends, but with a finer understanding of the Army life. You take the small victories and focus on those things.
Here we are geared up for another deployment...
There are many others out there just like me (wives and husbands) that just make it through. We are proud of our spouses! And becuase of that - we stay strong!
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