Where in the world is my husband? This phrase is usually just a figure of speech. One that I will use when my husband is running late or not answering his phone. But in this case, I mean it in the most literal way possible. Literally, where in the WORLD is my husband. My husband is in the Army and a lot of times I know “general information” but not the exact details. His job sometimes doesn’t afford the everyday luxuries we are accustomed to and sometimes it really sucks. So right now, I know my husband is on his way to a foreign country, I know that he will be gone for a little bit, and I also know we do not have an international phone plan. So, in short, I have no clue the next time I will speak to my husband or even see him.
I try my best to not complain about this crazy life we live. I mean I am one very blessed girl. However, sometimes life gets the best of me and I just must vent. This lifestyle is kind of unreal, who goes days, weeks, months, years even without seeing their spouse? It is super rough stuff sometimes. It’s tough.
Last week on a Wednesday, my husband sent me a text asking if I could bring him a coffee to his work parking lot. At this point I hadn’t seen him in 2 weeks and we had sent maybe 5 texts to one another. Yes, you read that correctly. For 2 whole weeks we talked maybe a handful of times. So, I of course hop in the car, sweaty from being at the gym and run to Starbucks. I pull up to his work and see him crossing the street and I get those little butterflies of excitement in my belly. We share a long hug and a kiss, and he asks me how I have been. Now, this is the best part… although, so much has happened in the last 2 weeks and I am not going to share every little detail like when he is home—it’s like we just never left one another. We sit in the car and smile at one another, laugh, and share a few quick things; and just like that he has to go back to work.
It’s truly amazing how life happens, and you just figure it out. You adapt and make it work. You become very thankful for those 5-minute hugs in a crowded work parking lot. You become thankful for a text that just says, “I’m safe and I love you.” You become so thankful for your husband sleeping in your bed on a Monday night.
So as much as the Army makes me frustrated, I am very thankful that I can truly appreciate the little things. Hug your person, be glad they are home, be thankful when they text you back. Life is too short, enjoy what you have, it could always be worse.
Thank you for reading & always find your joys