I don't know why I used that title.. Today, I went to the gym..this time I met with a trainer and he kicked my whole ass. It was tiring, frustrating, funny, and kind of liberating. Although, I felt like all the workouts I have been doing prior to this were inadequate.
*sigh*
Anyway, I wanted to blog about marriage. Mainly, marriage in the military. My husband and I met (AGAIN lol)in 2007. We started dating in May of 07 and he proposed in Feb. 08 and we got married August 8,2008. Then a few months after we were married he decided to join the Navy. I was DEAD SET against it. My dad was a marine, we moved a lot. I went to a different school every year until I was in middle school. I hated it. I didn't want to be dragged any and everywhere, be away from my family, my friends, my college, and my ties. I was "comfortable". Somehow, Chris talked me into it. He aced the ASVAB, lost weight, worked his ass off, got the rate and bonus he wanted and then it was time for him to leave for bootcamp.
He got done with bootcamp. I remember the feeling I had when they marched in for graduation. I almost cried thinking about how much work he did to get to this point. I thought about how many letters we wrote, the boot camp drama he went through, the distance, the strain on a brand new marriage and how we persevered. I thought about how many people didn't make it through bootcamp. I was just so proud.
Then, he went to A school. It was in Pensacola,FL. After 3 weeks, we couldn't take it anymore and I moved down there.. 5 minutes from base. We saw each other every weekday except duty day. We spent 4 hours together everyday and then I had to drop him off on base. I would help him study for class he would force me to write papers lol.
He graduated A school and became an air traffic controller. Now, we are in VA Beach and he's deployed. This is typical for a military marriage. Distance, deployments, short spurts of time together, emails, letter writing etc... It is hard for the person left at "home". I don't sit at home weeping every day. I'm working hard towards my own educational and career goals. But, it is hard being so far from who you love and all you know. Its not all bad, you go new places, experience fun and exciting things other people may never experience..you meet GREAT friends who are in your same shoes.....
As far as my marriage goes...
People who have never been married or in a long term committed relationship don't understand the connection you have with someone you love enough to pledge your life too. It sounds overrated but he is seriously my other half. He completes my sentences, I laugh at his corny jokes b/c to me they are actually funny..sometimes I catch him staring at me and we both smile...I just can't put it into words without sounding like a Hallmark card. I never thought I'd be married at 22. I have had alot of bad feelings towards relationships and marriages. I've never been the type of woman to trust a man fully..I have had bad examples of marriage...I never knew it could be like this...thousands of miles away, communication at a minimum and you know that your spouse is thinking about you, wanting you there, missing you.
Yes, the military has a high divorce rate. However, it doesn't mean my marriage is doomed for failure. It won't stop me from loving husband and what we have. And if one day this does end..I will never regret all the love, laughter, and joy we experience together. Never. So yes, I'm married to a military man and I love him..to pieces. Judge me all you want at the end of the day it amounts to nothing.
