I've been following a lot of military spouses and girlfriends on twitter the past few weeks. I thought it might help since I'm not near a military community right now. Do you know what I've seen? A lot of pain, loneliness, and probably depression (although of course I can't diagnose that from tweets alone I suppose).
It sounds really romantic for our significant other to be our everything. But what happens when our everything is gone for 12 months? Deployments last a long time. That's a long time to be sad and lonely. And it reminds me of this:
But, I think I'm happy. Happy? Really? Yes. How? My husband is doing what God's called him to do. He's a hero defending our freedom... and looking oh so sexy in his uniform. He's in God's hands. I'm in God's hands. Basically I'm learning that more trust in God equals more contentment with the situation. Some days I trust God more than other days. And on the days that I don't as much, I look like Bella. My husband was never meant to be my everything; God is meant to be my everything. And God's never going to have to leave.
Also, Hermione is so much cooler than Bella anyway. I want to be more like Hermione. I just have some half marathons and a marathon to conquer instead of Voldemort. :)