Have you ever been doing laundry when all of the sudden all your emotions hit you at once, you find yourself hitting the start button on the dryer again so you can cry? Well that was me earlier this week.
Our new adventure is officially underway, Matt left over the weekend for TBS (The Basic School), we couldn’t be more excited for him. The next 5 months will be long, stressful, but also exciting as it will be filled with lots of first. Unlike all the deployments and WTI’s we have gone through I’m really not sure what to expect this time. My mind set it he’s gone just like a deployment, is that weird? I know he’s not in harms way but for me its easier to think like that as he’s gone.
For the first time being a military wife I wasn’t going to have my support system to help get me through these long months. I have been blessed even when Matt and I were just dating I knew other spouses and girlfriends in our squadron to lean on and go through the deployments with. This time it was going to be different, this time the girls and I were all alone.
We all have our core group of friends that we know will drop everything to be there for you. I was lucky enough to have 2 ladies in my group of girlfriends that also had husbands in Matts’ squadron. We had each other to lean on, complain to, and laugh with. We went through a lot together, we grew up together, we went from girlfriends to wives together, to mothers together. Unfortunately, this will be the first time in 9 years I will not have them to help me through the hard days, the days where I say f-this who wants to meet up for dinner tonight, to the days where they just show up at my house with a bottle or two of wine because they know I had a hard week. This time is different everyone had left, some got out of the military, while the rest moved to all different parts of the world. I know they are always a phone call/ text message/ FaceTime away. I’m so grateful for the technology that we have, but it’s still not the same. It’s not the same as getting together in person and having Sunday night dinners, meeting up for a much-needed mommy night out, to just sitting on the back of my husband’s pick-up truck that hasn’t moved in maybe 7 months drinking some wine and watching all the kids play outside. This time is different and I felt alone.
I am so grateful for all the people I have met over the years and the amazing memories that were made. Sunday night dinners might not be the same without my girlfriends, but that’s okay. I might feel alone and out of place for the next couple of months, but I have to remember it’s all for the best.
For those of you who are going through a hard time, a recent PCS or maybe your friends moved but you didn’t, you are not alone. Times will be hard for a little while as you get into a new grove, but this feeling is only temporary. Take advantage of the amazing technology we have, don’t let distance get in-between your friendships. Take this time alone to reconnect with yourself, maybe start something new, join the PTA at your kid’s school, volunteer with your husband’s command or on base. Most importantly don’t be afraid to make new friends, tust me you can never have too many!
– Homefront Housewife