My husband is finally coming home from his training. Including his Basic Training we've had 2 days together since April. That is 208 days apart or six months and 26 days apart. I rarely open up about all of this but now that he's coming home I feel that I can.
No my husband hasn't been deployed to a foreign nation or a war zone yet. He's still been gone. He missed my birthday this year and our anniversary. He missed me almost dying from respiratory failure. He's still gone to me whether it's a war zone or foreign nation.
Often people are sympathetic until they hear he's not "really deployed." This hurts when people say things like that. Being an army wife means my husband and I are both sacrificing for your right to say something silly like that. It's hard to have a spouse gone for any reason.I can barely imagine the burden of a spouse in a war zone. My thoughts and prayers are with those soldiers and their families in part because one day that will be me and my husband.
Not having my husband around has been the hardest trial I've ever faced. He's my true north, my best friend and my eternal companion. When he's gone a part of me is missing, my heart goes with him no matter where he goes. I can't wait to welcome my soldier home but I want people to know gone is gone. It doesn't matter the circumstances. I would also ask people to be grateful for this amazing country we live in because my husband and I are sacrificing for your rights not just our own.
Tomorrow will be incredible. I've missed my husband more than words can express. I've missed him ever second that he's been gone.
