The Military Life

Most of our friends have been getting word that they will be deploying pretty soon to Afghanistan or a MEU.  It just doesn't seem real.  For the past year and a half, I have pretty much been surrounded by Marines on a regular basis. All of them, like Matt, were in training so the whole deployment thing was never really present other than in conversations.  And now after a few months, it has turned into the real deal. Everything they do at work revolves around deployments, working up to one or winding down from one.

Up until this point, my life didn't really feel very... "military".  Yes, I am married to a man in uniform.  Yes, I've moved twice in the past six months based on where they tell us.  Yes, to a bunch of other things that come attached to the fact that you are married to a Marine.  The thing is, he's always been around and he's been coming home practically every single night (with the exception of the nights he has duty).  I feel like I got lucky and will pretty much have him for another whole year until the next deployment, whereas it just isn't the case for everyone else. 

All the other wives/girlfriends I know and I have yet to experience what it really is like to be a military spouse.  But that will be changing really soon (before we can even realize it, actually) and we pretty much have no choice but to keep on truckin' and to be there for each other for the next three years. So here goes nothing...