invited me to participate in her contest. I've been thinking a lot about this, as I'm so new to the military what could I possibly have to say?
When we first got married I thought there was NO way I would ever be ok with him joining the military. I felt I wasn't strong enough to support him the way he would need. About a year ago he changed jobs. He hated it. He was miserable. We had talked about the Navy off and on before but never really seriously. After the "new job fiasco" we talked about it more seriously. We got some information and decided to go from there.
It turns out, Joey needed to lose 40 pounds in order to even qualify. I thought "well if he's serious he'll lose the weight"... a small part of me didn't believe he would/could do it. Much to my surprise he did. And a light when on in my head. He was happy and excited about life, about the Navy.
I still had my reservations about it, I was very selfish in wanting him to not join. I was scared of him dying or getting seriously hurt. I was very freaked out by it, but we talked so much about it and I saw a new passion in him that I hadn't seen before. It made me excited for him.
He enlisted and got a job. The recruiter told us he would be leaving in August, I had 5 months to prepare myself for his leaving and not being able to talk. On April 16 we got the call that he would be leaving May 4. I was shocked. I was so taken aback that I couldn't even cry. It was such a whirlwind of emotions that it felt like it flew by. Like it was a dream. We were able to spend a whole week together as a family. We spent as much time as we could together, but by Sunday night I was so emotionally drained I just needed it to be Wednesday. I needed him to leave so we could start this new chapter.
We are on week 2 of him being at bootcamp and I can tell you exactly what a military wife means to me. I cherish the moments we had together before he left for the airport. The tiny whisper of "I love you a million billion gillion times 2" in my ear and the final kiss on my lips. The smell of his neck as I hugged him tight. I treasure the card he left for Mother's Day, it has his voice telling me he loves me. Something I didn't think I would get to hear for weeks. I play it every night before I go to sleep. It means I am holding our daughter close as she cries for her daddy. Making sure she understands that he is gone because he loves us. It means that for 13 weeks I get to sleep alone. It means for 4 or 5 weeks I don't get to talk to the love of my life.
I know I'm new, I know I haven't been through a deployment yet but I can tell you how proud I am of my sailor. He is among only 2% of the population defending our freedoms. He worked so hard to get into the Navy, to benefit our family. He knew what it would mean for Lucy and I. I couldn't be prouder of anyone.
He is a Sailor in the United States Navy and I am his wife.