Apparently, my post yesterday offended some of my friends whose husbands are still in Kuwait and for that I am sorry. I guess I didn't explain my bitterness well enough yesterday. A few of my friends thought I was saying that they had no right to miss their husband or that they were not allowed to whine (much like I do) about the fact that they miss their husbands and how hard it is parenting by themselves. On the contrary, I said that I believe everyone has the right, and even should, miss their husbands no matter how long they are gone or where they are at. I was simply stating that I was frustrated at the people who interviewed in the article I read who were complaining that other people's soldiers came home but their husbands didn't. While finishing out the deployment as scheduled is still just as tough no matter where they are, I just hoped that they would see the silver-lining to their deployment cloud. I never once said their husbands aren't still serving and that they aren't sacrificing. I am insanely proud of all our military, especially those away from their families be it in Kuwait, Korea, or Afghanistan along with various other parts of the world. No matter where they are, they are sacrificing, as are their families.That was not the point of my blog. The point was that while yes, he is away, remember that it could be worse and there are worse places that he could be and there are still a lot of other soldiers in those worse places. I also remember that there is worse for me too. I have talked to my husband today.... That is the silver lining to my deployment cloud.
I guess I didn't explain the bitterness part either. For me, being bitter about soldiers coming home is only about the fact that I just wish it were my husband coming home as well as the other soldiers that came home. I am in no way upset about the soldiers coming home. I am happy for them. I would NEVER say that I wish my husband would come home and that the other soldiers would have to stay. When I said I was bitter, I was simply saying that I wished it was my husband too. I wish I could be celebrating having my husband home too. I would be happy to have him in Kuwait to finish out his tour. Again, though, I know this is our duty right now and I am okay with it. I am proud of my husband and what he does, no matter how much I worry. I just have bad days like everyone else and wish that my husband was home. Those days are even harder when you see those awesome "Welcome Home" signs everywhere and all you can think about is how much longer it is going to be before you can get your sign out. It is natural. The only difference is that I write about it and am honest about it. Yes, I am "bitter" (using that term loosely I might add) that my husband was not one of the ones that came home early. That does not mean that I am in any way upset by hearing people say they are happy their husbands are home or are missing their husband/fiance/boyfriend no matter where and for how long they are gone (if you have read my blog for a while, you would have seen a post... Day 62 to be exact...about not hating on those that are missing their significant other, no matter how long the separation and whether they are military or not). It means just this... I miss my husband too and want him home as soon as I can get him.
I hope this cleared up what I was trying to say. If not, then I am sorry. I am not exactly a writer but try to get what I mean out and avoid misunderstandings. I have said it many times in my blog though, these are my personal feelings and my personal struggles that I face during this deployment. This is the way I cope with the stresses of this deployment. Not everyday is going to be sunshine and roses or even motivational. There are bad days along with the good.
On a good note, I am another day closer to seeing my husband again and holding him in my arms. What a sweet reunion that will be.
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