As promised, here is the blog post explaining one of the biggest changes in our lives. My husband left us. He left us for the US Army. This has been a dream of his since he was young and due certain circumstances, he was not able to. Finally, last year, he was able to enlist and that he did. He trained with our local Military office and dedicated months to getting even more fit. Not to mention the months he spent studying in order to be prepared for the ASVAB. Countless nights I found him studying after coming home from work and the gym. The Holidays came and we got word that he had been cleared and soon he would have a ship date.
Fast forward to this past Tuesday, we barely slept. I didn’t even get the chance to see him off because I had finally fallen asleep. I woke up startled and he was no longer there. I immediately got dressed, got our daughter dressed and head over to my sister in law in order to pick her and the kids up. We drove all the way to Fort Hamilton and got there two hours before the ceremonies began (they start at 9 am). We waited until that time and to our surprise, my husband was in the first group to swear in.
I was (and am) so proud of him. But I couldn’t help but feel upset and sad. I know his reasonings behind him enlisting in the Army. I just wish he wasn’t so far away and unable to communicate. From his perspective, it is also tough on him. He just spent the last two weeks taking care our daughter and it was visibly difficult for him to leave. I tried my hardest to not cry in front of him because I have to be strong for him. My last words to him were “Don’t worry. We’ll be fine. We love you and we’ll be waiting”. As of today, its been a few days since he left. I keep myself busy so as to not think too much and not get depressed.
It’s going to be a rough couple of months, but theres nothing that this family can’t over come. Thank you for the support! It’s always appreciated!
Millennial and Pregnant