Sometimes all love is is taking a piece of your own broken heart and giving it to someone else.
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Sometimes all love is is taking a piece of your own broken heart and giving it to someone else.
The heartbreaks of moving..
When moving from place to place on this journey it doesn't come with a caution. It doesn't say "you may not want to embark on this journey if you are: afraid of losing your best friend, scared you may move far away, afraid of new places or even new people". Not saying moving is a bad thing, because it isn't always bad. We sometimes have to move away to see a new beginning, but sometimes we may not be prepared when it's time for us to go. There is so much stress revolved around moving that sometimes it hurts to even imagine moving because I'm leaving my family and friends... The point of this is that moving SUCKS right now and I hope it gets better!!
Moving day
Well moving day is coming soon and we still don't know where we are moving to. This girl is getting anxious!!!
The beginning..
How to even begin.. Well let me just tell you that My name is Kat or at least that is what my friends call me. I'm 22 and I'm married to a military man, we are a month and a half away from moving to a base for the first time and it's been a rough couple days.. But this isn't even the beginning.... When I first met my husband we were both very single and very heart broken people. We both had had multiple failed relationships where neither one of our SOs supported our life dreams and we were both in a place of being lost. We went to the park one day and talked over something silly like his ex's cellphone bill that he was paying for and I told him to cut it off because that's what I had done to my ex (obviously I didn't have a heart left). After dropping him off I didn't hear from him for months at which time I got really involved in my church: I sang in the choir, I taught a drama team, helped our youth most days, and sometimes I helped run fund raisers. I forgot about the boy I'd met to go to the park and just started listening to God and finally released to God the heartache that I had been feeling and in that promised him the I would work be single as long as he saw fit. Two weeks later that guy from the park started creeping back in. He wanted advice or just wanted someone to talk to and I told God no many times. But he wanted me to help him and little did I know I fell in love with him. And at the same time I fell deeper in love with God. I learned that this guy went to a baptist church down the street and I went to hear him sing, I met his whole family during one church service and knew that he was the man for me, I instantly knew that his family was mine. I was over joyed at this and I'm still over joyed. After hanging out for quite some time and us actually becoming a couple I learned that he had signed to go in the marines. He was having issues with certain requirements but when given hope and encouragement he over came those battles. We were engaged 2 months later. ( now let me just say that under circumstances this probably would have been a red flag, but these were not my circumstances they were God's.) He left for boot camp in November and let me just tell you those were some of the hardest months of my life. I always kept asking myself if I was the one that forced him to go. Obviously the answer to that question was no, sometimes though he needed the extra shove and the right kind of encouragement when he got distraught so that's what I offered him. He graduated Jan 29th 2015 and we got married Jan 31st 2015!! Those were some very stressful days and I couldn't be happier.. This is my beginning but there is definitely so much more to look forward to on our journey!!
To all the military wives/girlfriends. And anyone who wants to know what we look like :)
The average age of the military wife/girlfriend is 20 years old.
She isn’t old enough to buy a beer, but is old enough to manage the entire household.
She probably never saw herself loving a man who was in the military, but she loves him regardless.
Her penmanship has improved over the last few months, due to excessive letter writing.
She cries a lot, because she misses the man she swore to love. Her life isn’t complete without him.
She looks tired because of her many sleepless nights either waiting for a call that never came or one that did and just because she heard his voice she is too overjoyed to sleep.
As a wife/girlfriend she is classified as dependent, but she is completely independent.
She tends to her household, her kids, her school work and her job all without her husband/boyfriend.
She manages a smile, even though inside she’s crying.
She understands that the man she loves has to go far away.
She understand that he can be taken from her in a moments notice.
She feels a great sense of pride and probably cries whenever she hears the National Anthem, sees a flag blowing in the breeze, or watches the news and hears about another death in Iraq, worrying that it might be him.
She goes weeks without a call or a letter, but she writes him whenever she gets a free moment.
She knows how to convert civilian time into military time.
She knows how to iron his clothes and how to get the creases just right.
Before he left she used to complain if she didn’t see him for a day or two but now she gets annoyed when she hears someone complaining about not seeing their boyfriends.
She may not have seen him for months but she remembers everything about him, every scar he has, the way he smells, the sound of him sleeping.
She has every picture of him and them out and in frames, she stares at them for hours on end and has read every letter he’s written at least 40 times.
Even though her man is half a world away, she manages to go on with her life, as he would want her to.
You may not know what she looks like, but as soon as you see her you’ll know that her husband/boyfriend is a world away without even having to speak to her.
She’s the one who’s half frowning half smiling, she has at least one Support Our Troops pin that she wears and one displayed on her car.
Half her wardrobe is based on his military branch. She never knew that she could love the color camouflage, green, tan, navy blue, red or black so much.
Next time you see her thank her for what she and the man she loves is doing. She will greatly appreciate it and she will smile the rest of the day.