When God Created the Military Wife..

When God Created the Military Wife

When the Lord was creating a military wife, He ran into His sixth day of overtime. An angel appeared and said, “You’re having a lot of trouble with this one. What’s wrong with the standard model?”

The Lord replied, “Have you seen the specs on this order? It has to be completely independent but must always be sponsored to get on a military installation. It must have the qualities of both mother and father during deployments, be a perfect host to 4 or 40, handle emergencies without an instruction manual, cope with flu and moves all around the world, have a kiss that cures anything from a child’s bruised knee to a husband’s weary days, have the patience of a saint when waiting for its mate to come home and have six pairs of hands.”

The angel shook her head slowly and said, “Six pairs of hands? No way.”

The Lord answered, “Don’t worry; we will make other military wives to help. Besides, it’s not the hands that are causing the problem, it’s the heart. It must swell with pride, sustain the ache of numerous separations while remaining true, beat soundly even when it feels too tired to do so, be large enough to say ‘I understand’ when it doesn’t, and say ‘I love you’, regardless.

“Lord,” said the angel, gently touching His sleeve. “Go to bed. You can finish it tomorrow.”

“I can’t,” said the Lord. “I’m so close to creating something quite unique. Already it can heal itself when sick, on a moment’s notice it will willingly embrace and feed total strangers who have been stranded during a PCS move, and it can wave goodbye to its husband, understanding why he had to leave.”

The angel circled the model of the military wife very slowly. “It’s too soft,” she sighed.

“But tough,” the Lord said excitedly. “You cannot imagine what this being can do or endure.”

“Can it think?” asked the angel.

“Can it think?! It can convert 1400 to 2 p.m.,” replied the Lord.

Finally the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. “There’s a leak,” she said. “I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model.”

“It’s not a leak,” said the Lord. “It’s a tear.”

“What’s it for?” asked the angel.

“It’s for joy, sadness, pain, loneliness and pride.”

“You’re a genius,” said the angel.

Looking at her somberly, the Lord replied, “I didn’t put it there.”

    

     I was searching the 'net when I stumbled upon this little message, and it brought tears to my eyes. I try not to be sappy too much when it comes to being a Marine Wife, but this needed to be shared... because it is true on so many levels. When I first met Adam, I had NO idea what I was getting myself into. I wasn't raised a military brat, and while I supported our military, I never imagined I would marry into it. But, you can't help who you fall in love with. In fact, I tried to "dodge the bullet," if you will. When Adam and I first started dating, I had a lot of reservations that I did not hide from him, but he made it very clear that if I wasn't willing to give it a shot "I shouldn't waste his time." I liked his spunk, but I was still not so sure. One of the many reasons Adam and I work so well, is because we are open and talk about every little thing that is on our minds. I didn't know much then, but I knew what a deployment was and meant... so I thought. When your spouse deploys, you go from lonely to worrying to proud... to sad then to happy all in a matter of minutes. You're constantly lonely but your proud of your husband. You're sad because you miss them, then your phone rings and you never knew so much joy could come from something so silly as a phone call. When Adam was deployed, it was e-mail notifications because he could rarely call. Independence is an absolute must. Even when Adam is on domestic soil, at least 50% of our relationship is spent a part. When people say, because the always will, "I don't know how you do it?" my reply is always the same... "Because I love him, wouldn't you do it for your husband?" That usually causes an awkward silence, because in all honesty, most of them couldn't. There are many wives who try and can't do it, but there are still the many who do. Faithfully, always proud and supportive. Are there days where I doubt myself? Absolutely. But one thing I never doubt is the love I have for my man in uniform. Now that we have Connor, I've taken on a whole new responsibility, a part from wife duties. I am Mom and Dad 5 days a week. Adam goes to work before Connor wakes up and gets home after Connor goes to sleep at night. Some days I'm not sure I'm doing a good enough job, but when Connor gets excited to see me, or crawls up and plants a big kiss on my cheek, I know I'm doing just fine... Especially when he gives his daddy kisses. I am not looking forward to deployment with a child, but again, strength comes from within, and I guess when God made us "military wives," he planted a lot of that so-called strength in us. I'm not sure where some of it comes from, but I'm thankful for my trust in God, my loving relationship with my husband, and the tremendous support from other military wives, friends, and family.