"No great love ever came without great struggle"

The love of my life doesn't have the typical 9-5 job. He doesn't wear a suit and tie to work or carry a briefcase. He'll miss anniversaries, Christmases, Thanksgivings, and birthdays. His "business trips" last months at a time and he won't be staying at a Hampton Inn.  My husband's job is to protect this country. He wears a uniform issued to him by the United State Navy. Instead of a briefcase, he carries a gun and those "business trips" are called deployments.

If you would've told me a year ago, that I would marry a service member, I would've called you crazy! Nothing about the military life appealed to me. The numerous "goodbyes" or "see ya laters", the rare phone calls, the time difference, and the loneliness just seemed too much to handle. That's reality though. I wish I could make it sound better than what it is. Reality is not my friend. Reality is that I WILL have to say goodbye not knowing what's going to happen, I WILL be hoping and praying for just one phone call every once in a while, & I WILL have to go to bed all alone a lot.

With all that being said, my husband's selfless sacrifice to serve our country inspires me. I have never once heard him gripe or complain about what he has to do or where he has to go. He's a lot stronger than I am. I struggle with it, I won't lie. It scares me but I love him so much and I know he's doing what he has to do for me, our families, our friends, and our country. I can't thank him enough. GOD BLESS THE USA!