Let’s talk.
Let’s talk about settling down in a place you really would rather not settle down in, but you did, because your military spouse said that’s where they want to retire.
Let’s talk about the roots you put down. The things you give up. The dreams you put on the back burner because you realize that marriage is a bigger thing than just you, and sometimes you have to give.
Never mind that being a military spouse means you are giving and giving and giving and pretty soon you aren’t sure what you are any more, just a beat up empty sack of things and dreams given in the hopes that someday something will be given back to you.
Let’s talk about sudden orders. Orders that were supposed to be canceled. Canceled because the unit your spouse was part of loves them, and wants them to stay, and works so very hard to keep them with the unit. But things happen. What you, or anyone else plans doesn’t always jive with the universe’s plans for you.
Let’s talk frantic calls to the landlord. To the utility companies. To the vet to get all your animals in, the animals you probably wouldn’t have if you didn’t think you’d be here for a while. Frantic stops into car dealerships to find a vehicle that will take you and your animals and enough stuff to last until the movers deliver you stuff to a place you don’t know if you’ll have yet or not. Stopping into the hospital on post to pick up medical records, even though the receptionist at your PCP assures you that your medical records will be there waiting, you’ve gone enough appointments here where your medical records are just not there to trust in a system that seems to be broken.
Trying to figure out if you’ll be able to find an MFLC that will help you with marriage counseling, because you could stay here, after all, there’s not that much time left for your spouse, but you know, and they know, that if you do stay, that’s it for your marriage; as broken, damaged, beaten down as it’s become even in these 5 short years oh gods, there is nothing to describe what you have each done to each other, all the while trying to love each other as best as you can, you just can’t stay here and walk away from a chance to fix what you’ve both broken.
Let’s talk fear.
Let’s talk unknown.
Let’s talk what we think we know.
Let’s talk what is hard, and what we fear saying.
Because if we really want this to work, to be a fresh start, let’s just say it.
I love you, I want you, I will follow you to the ends of the earth and make you a home there.
Let’s talk about settling down in a place you really would rather not settle down in, but you did, because your military spouse said that’s where they want to retire.
Let’s talk about the roots you put down. The things you give up. The dreams you put on the back burner because you realize that marriage is a bigger thing than just you, and sometimes you have to give.
Never mind that being a military spouse means you are giving and giving and giving and pretty soon you aren’t sure what you are any more, just a beat up empty sack of things and dreams given in the hopes that someday something will be given back to you.
Let’s talk about sudden orders. Orders that were supposed to be canceled. Canceled because the unit your spouse was part of loves them, and wants them to stay, and works so very hard to keep them with the unit. But things happen. What you, or anyone else plans doesn’t always jive with the universe’s plans for you.
Let’s talk frantic calls to the landlord. To the utility companies. To the vet to get all your animals in, the animals you probably wouldn’t have if you didn’t think you’d be here for a while. Frantic stops into car dealerships to find a vehicle that will take you and your animals and enough stuff to last until the movers deliver you stuff to a place you don’t know if you’ll have yet or not. Stopping into the hospital on post to pick up medical records, even though the receptionist at your PCP assures you that your medical records will be there waiting, you’ve gone enough appointments here where your medical records are just not there to trust in a system that seems to be broken.
Trying to figure out if you’ll be able to find an MFLC that will help you with marriage counseling, because you could stay here, after all, there’s not that much time left for your spouse, but you know, and they know, that if you do stay, that’s it for your marriage; as broken, damaged, beaten down as it’s become even in these 5 short years oh gods, there is nothing to describe what you have each done to each other, all the while trying to love each other as best as you can, you just can’t stay here and walk away from a chance to fix what you’ve both broken.
Let’s talk fear.
Let’s talk unknown.
Let’s talk what we think we know.
Let’s talk what is hard, and what we fear saying.
Because if we really want this to work, to be a fresh start, let’s just say it.
I love you, I want you, I will follow you to the ends of the earth and make you a home there.
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