I've been married to the USAF for 11 years now and have spent most of it living the "single" life. No matter how long he’s gone, he always comes back. My girls are young, 7, 4 and 2. When he retires in 5 years they probably won't have vivid memories of all the time daddy has been away. He has been around for all three births and most of the birthdays.
So why do I post? I just realized, last night, that I am actually depressed. At least I think I am. Life has always had its ups and downs, but I have never felt so disconnected and befuddled by, well, everything. I can't seem to get my head on straight. I have never felt like this before.
We are currently stationed overseas in Germany. Last night two girlfriends came over to play Scrabble, for the last time. Scrabble was our thing...well, Scrabble and wine. I couldn't keep score and the conversation between all three of us was not the norm. We didn’t even crack open a bottle. We all seemed to be trying too hard. Then someone asked what we had been up to since our girls’ weekend to Paris two weeks ago. I couldn't put it together. What had I been up to? How did two weeks pass so quickly? Why hadn't we gotten together since then when we saw each other, or spoke almost daily? What day of the week was it?
They have been busy getting ready to move. Not just any moves, but overseas moves. One will be on the other side of the planet. I had lots of excuses. Jess had a ridiculous amount of schoolwork for 1st grade, and wrote a book (with help from PSE5 and mommy). Stephanie had been up coughing all night for two weeks (let's not get started on military health care). And Kristina just wanted to play, read and fight with her baby sister all day. I started going to the gym with some other ladies. I spent a lot of time thinking about finishing my MBA, my volunteer work on the base and a million other things. But they weren’t the reason for my lack of effort to stay connected, or theirs, I think.
They are leaving. And in this Military World we may never be together again. A void is about to befall my life. And my brain is working overtime to find a way to fill it before the pain comes. They are about to move to a strange place where they will have to forge a new path for themselves. Our husbands go to work and meet people instantly. The wives are in a foreign place, making a new home, finding their way around a new town, looking for work or some other reason to get out of their pjs in the morning, forging new friendships, and above all, trying to find a decent hairdresser! Few things are as frightening. Being together these last two weeks would require facing all these things and knowing we won’t go through it together. Isn't it easier to separate now and cause less pain in the future?
No one enjoys saying goodbye to a friend. But, until you have girlfriends spawned from the life we live, you cannot truly appreciate the bond between military girlfriends (MGFs). It happens quickly, and without warning. There is no time to waste because we never know when it will be time to move on again. We tell eachother EVERYTHING! They tell you about their joys, fears and challenges. Chances are you have been through it too and you feel it deep in your gut. You go through it all with them. You trust them, instantly and implicitly. They aren’t just girlfriends, or family, they are a lifeline when your family is too far away to help and too unfamiliar with your lifestyle to comprehend what you need.
In two days, one will leave. In two weeks the other will follow. By summer's end I will lose one more. And for some reason Murphy has decided to remove the three women I am closest to from my life. Oh, there is email and Vonage, but it isn’t the same.
This is the source of my disconnectedness. I know there are greater struggles happening in the lives of others. And I know I will pull myself together again. God gave me three beautiful little anchors to life. Until I do I must go because, "Mommy, I need yo hep. My undies ah bwoken."
Thanks for listening

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