Missing Hubby

Today I am missing my hubby. We are a team and as such we depend on each other.  While I am used to caring for the kids myself, I deeply miss being able to talk to him.  I miss how he makes me laugh when I’ve had a stressful day.  I miss the sounds of the kids running and laughing and calling for daddy when he walks in the door.  I miss how annoyingly clean he is, because now I am having to do it all.  I miss how he takes care of us in all the big and small ways and mostly I miss being able to talk to him in the evenings after we put the kids to bed.

The military has been great to us but he has had to do a lot of training this year.  He did 5 separate weeks in 3 different states back in April/May.  Now he is gone for a month doing heavy training.  This means sleeping in tents, war games, eating MRE’S, limited showers, 18 hour days and limited communication.  So while I complain about missing him, he is in 100 degree weather, working his butt off to provide and take care of us.  He is bettering himself for his job and career in the military.

When you hear National Guard, people think one weekend a month and 2 weeks a year.  I am here to tell you it is so much more than that for a lot of soldiers like mine.  He works full time with the Guard so thats 5 days a week wearing the uniform, PT atleast 3 times a week, drill every month.  That means on drill weekend he works 12 days straight.  Then there are training’s they have to do and go to.  Weeks on end away and working incredibly long hours and sometimes in extreme conditions.  Not to mention always being up for a possible deployment where they are gone MONTHS on end to dangerous combat situations.  Yes, we get incredible benefits such as free healthcare, housing allowance, and college tuition but that is well earned.

I cant speak for all soldiers but I can say from personal experience that mine does it with pride and dignity.  He wears the uniform proudly.  He does it because he believes in what he represents but also because he wants to serve in hopes his daughters will grow up in a country that offers them freedom and opportunities.  I could not be more proud of my husband.  My kids do not understand the significance of daddy in uniform, because they see it everyday.  I hope as they grow older that they will understand and realize that their daddy is a real life HERO.


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