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Army Wife, Army Life (Leaving your Family Behind)
I always knew that eventually my husband was going to be re-stationed somewhere else other than my hometown, and I can honestly admit that I could not wait to get away from them. Be my own person and do what I wanted to do in my own house. I can remember as if I just left home yesterday, all these emotions sinking in realizing I didn't want to leave home just yet. It's not time for me to leave my sisters just yet, I don't want to not see them grow up or graduate the 6th grade. My dad was always the person to make me laugh in a crying situation, I remember him saying "It's time for the Chicken to flee the coop". I can remember to look on my face trying to figure out what in the world are you talking about, are you sure you weren't raised in the country dad. It felt like I lost my best friend in the whole entire world, my Daddy.
Have you ever had that feeling when you are in an akwad situation time seems to stop. Well in this situation while we were on our way to the airport time could not be slow enough. When we got to the airport in what seemed like a matter of seconds. As we pull up to the airport another round of overwhelming tears took over my emotions and that's what I knew this might be the last time I see my family in a long time. My middle sister too could not hold back her tears, the last thing she said to me was "Please don't go, I don't what I am going to do without my big sister" I believe she was 6-7 years old at the time. This just broke my heart even more.
Leave it to the Military to kick you when your down. After my husband and I said our goodbyes it was time to check into our flights, come to find out that the Army had my and my husband on seperate flights. Are you kidding me?!?! Now I am going to look like a crazy person on the airplane thats cry hysterically and no one seems to know why or to even ask if everything is ok. And worst of all my flight landed 5 hours before my husbands did, so I was stuck in Seattle, WA with no where to go but the USO which I am ever so greatful for and there comfy bunk beds to let me sleep till my husband arrived in Seattle.
In the first year that I arrived to Seattle, I flew home about 5-6 times. I never thought I was going to be that homesick. The worst mistake was going back so much because it made the goodbyes that much harder. I had a sit down with my dad the last time I was home and he told me it was time to live my life, see the world and be an adult. I don't think if it wasn't for my dad and living this lifestyle through his career with the Navy I wouldn't have been able to survive the military as a spouse.
Thanks Daddy I love you