It may not seem like a huge thing to some but if you're military, you know that when the time arrives to retire, you are always faced with the choice.....do we retire now after serving 20 years or do we extend for another 2 years?
There are so many things pushing for us to retire, mainly the fact that we loathe Arizona and would love nothing more than to pack our belongings and move home to Idaho, to buy or build our own house, to start putting roots down somewhere.....but then we have to look at where we are right now in our lives and figure out if we are ready for retirement.
What will we do, do we have enough income to support a family of four, do we have enough saved up to allow us to build or buy a house and to have enough to live on every month?
But if we stay in, there is a HUGE chance that because it's only an extension for two years, that we may not have the retainability we need to get orders somewhere else, which would mean another two years in this hell hole.
So, we're weighing our options and we're asking the Lord to give us a sign, to help us make the right decision. It's hard folks, this military life is not cut out for everyone, so please, keep us in your prayers.
What I'm sharing underneath couldn't have come into my hands at a better time, it just reminded me of what a strong person I am, little ol' me in the military wife ranks and it just reiterates why even though things are tough at times, I keep doing what I do. Hope it brings a smile to another military spouse's face and I hope for those who are not one of us, that it will bring a little understanding of just what we go through on a daily basis :)
Lots of moving...Moving...Moving...Moving far from home... Moving two cars, three kids and one dog...all riding with HER of course. Moving sofas to basements because they won't go in THIS house; Moving curtains that won't fit; Moving jobs and certifications and professional development hours. Moving away from friends; Moving toward new friends; Moving her most important luggage: her trunk full of memories.
Often waiting...Waiting...Waiting...Waiting for housing. Waiting for orders. Waiting for deployments. Waiting for phone calls. Waiting for reunions. Waiting for the new curtains to arrive. Waiting for him to come home, For dinner...AGAIN!
They call her 'Military Dependent', but she knows better: She is fiercely In-Dependent.
She can balance a check book; Handle the yard work; Fix a noisy toilet; Bury the family pet...
She is intimately familiar with drywall anchors and toggle bolts. She can file the taxes;Sell a house; Buy a car; Or set up a move........all with ONE Power of Attorney.
She welcomes neighbors that don't welcome her. She reinvents her career with every PCS; Locates a house in the desert, The Arctic, Or the deep south. And learns to call them all 'home'. She MAKES them all home.
Military Wives are somewhat hasty...They leap into: Decorating, Leadership, Volunteering, Career alternatives, Churches, And friendships. They don't have 15 years to get to know people. Their roots are short but flexible. They plant annuals for themselves and perennials for those who come after them.
Military Wives quickly learn to value each other: They connect over coffee, Rely on the spouse network, Accept offers of friendship and favors. Record addresses in pencil...
Military Wives have a common bond: The Military Wife has a husband unlike other husbands; his commitment is unique. He doesn't have a 'JOB' He has a 'MISSION' that he can't just decide to quit...He's on-call for his country 24/7. But for her, he's the most unreliable guy in town! His language is foreign TDY PCS OPR SOS ACC BDU ACU BAR CIB TAD And so, a Military Wife is a translator for her family and his. She is the long- distance link to keep them informed; the glue that holds them together.
A Military Wife has her moments: She wants to wring his neck; Dye his uniform pink; Refuse to move to Siberia; But she pulls herself together. Give her a few days, A travel brochure, A long hot bath, A pledge to the flag, A wedding picture, And she goes. She packs. She moves. She follows.
Why? What for? How come? You may think it is because she has lost her mind. But actually it is because she has lost her heart. It was stolen from her by a man, Who puts duty first, Who longs to deploy, Who salutes the flag, And whose boots in the doorway remind her that as long as he is her Military Husband, She will remain his military wife. And would have it no other way.