The greatest relationships...

I LOVE THIS QUOTE! Reminds me of us... :)

Clingy

I don't understand clingy and delusional exes.

I feel like I understand it's very hard to get over "getting over" someone you love/loved but geesh, when do you finally get over it?! Like seriously...how long does it take to say you know what, I have to accept that this is over to a point of no return?


Maybe I'm a bit more logical but I think once I see that my ex has CLEARRRRRLLYYY moved on it's definitely past time for me to do so as well.

I will never get it. Maybe I'm more logical than emotional with breakups.

Just venting guys...don't mind me.

Misunderstood.

I think sometimes people don't understand how hard it is for military spouses. They see us out and about taking care of business, looking like a freakin rockstar but they don't know just how much stress and anxiety one deals with on a day to day basis. You're married, hopefully you're in love. Just imagine half of the time you've been with your spouse you've actually been WITHOUT your spouse.

Now take a moment to process that...

Okay so, let's say you and your spouse have been married for 4 years. Well, in military time, with deployments, trainings, duties, and schools you've only been together (physically) for 2 of those.

Now take a moment to process that...

Now let's add into account that out of those 4 years the 2 you've been physically separated everything is up to you to take care of...I mean, EVERYTHING! For a woman, immediately she goes into thought of who cuts the grass? who takes out the trash? who fixes the car when it's acting a mess? Ya know, the manly stuff? That you are now responsible for.

Now take a moment to process that...


I haven't even gotten to the point of emotional and sexual stress you're under but somehow everyone thinks you're supposed to be this iron man woman that never gets overwhelmed...anxious...or frustrated. Not to mention if you have a dysfunctional family that can't even begin to understand the stress you're under so their dysfunction goes on like you're not under enough stress as it is.. I'm not complaining, I love my husband therefore I support him, in whatever he does. But there is so much to being a military wife that people can't even begin to understand on so many levels that it sometimes makes you feel...well,

misunderstood.

Melancholy mind state

I've come to learn, even the strongest of people...the most inspiring, have moments of melancholy. Almost indescribable. To say the least. I wish I knew why, but I don't. Took a nap and got an email from my wonderful husband and he was going on about how his team beat mine, bragging, and before I knew it...I was crying. I couldn't understand why. Why am I so sad. Maybe I know why, but I'm lying to myself...I just can't get out of this state of feeling melancholy...

Sometimes the strongest people have the weakest moments.


I miss my husband.

God I love my husband!

This totally made me think of my Roddy bear...Missing him insanely but it's quotes like this that constantly remind me exactly what I'm waiting for. :) <3

When God created the Military Wife

I know this poem has circulated the internet many times but I love it too much not to post it:

Expecting...

It seems as though when you expect to hear from him, it doesn't occur. Sucks sometimes. But I'm slowly realizing that this is not all about me here. This lifestyle. The military. This whole experience is to teach me something. Help me grow. Go fourth in the will God has called me to go in to be a blessing unto others. But can we help that we feel the way we do? Spouses. That it can be the most lonely life anyone has ever had to deal with. That no matter how experienced you become in being a military spouse that sometimes (even years after your first deployment has come and gone) you lay awake at night...lonely, crying, heart broken. Because you realize that it'll be months before you'll get to see, kiss, hold, even touch the other half of your soul again. & to realize that when they do return it'll only be as though you're to borrow them for a few months before you have to face that same pain again...I'm convinced that even the most logical of human beings can never become "used" to this. I mean, it's easy said...but to actually achieve it? Is a little different. But this is the mission. God has called me to this circumstance for a reason. To be a vessel of some sort. What? I'm still unsure of, but once I find out I'm sure that will make this a lot more fulfilling...in the mean time, I'll just be missing...


the other half of my soul.