I apologize for my absence. Seems that we all deal with separations and such in different ways. Being that this is my first experience with a deployment, I wasn't sure how I would cope. For the most part, we're doing well. I find the biggest struggle for me is motivation. The rebellious side of me wants to chuck all of the "must do" things on my list in favor of the "want to" do things on my list. And I tend to find myself abdicating my responsibilities more often than not simply because I feel life owes it to me because of this deployment.
Did ANY of that make sense? The other thing that I struggle with is not getting enough sleep which makes my head cloudy so I'm not always the most articulate person on the planet!
However, I've had a firecracker lit under my rear end recently and I'm hoping that this is the start of a new phase in all of this and I hope to be posting here more regularly.
When Army Wives debuted, I watched the first episode grudgingly. I really didn't want to see, yet again, an hour's worth of stereotypical military wives running around, cheating on their husbands, sitting on their duffs, eating bon-bons and watching soap operas. That is not MY life. Nor is it that of any military spouse I know. I also didn't want to see the old "enlisted vs. officer" issue brought up ad nauseum. But my friend was watching it so I agreed to do the same. I was pleasantly surprised. Not entirely true-to-life but what TV show really is? After the first episode had aired, I wrote down some thoughts about the whole "enlisted vs. officer" issue that I thought I would post here today.
I was blessed that our first duty station was Alaska. Not only are weaviation but we were in Alaska. Neither of which come close to "theregular Army" in terms of protocol, etc. Our FRG was amazing. When wefirst arrived, it was run by a CW4's wife. Being so totally new to themilitary, I had no concept of rank. She was (is...we are still friends)an incredible person and that is why people gravitated toward her.There were no rank issues in our FRG. In fact, it wasn't until we weregetting ready to go to flight school that I began to learn the rank ofeach of their spouses. I had never had any reason to pay attentionbefore that. And, being a rookie, I had no concept of the fact thatpilots were officers and crew were enlisted. Ignorance is bliss.
About6 months before we left, our FRG changed hands and the 2 women runningit were the 1SGT's wife and an E5's wife. Again, I had no clue wheretheir husbands fell in the rank food chain. Nor did I care. They arewonderful people. That was all that mattered. I knew that, if I needed them, they would be there for me or for anyone else in the unit.
That experiencewith that unit and that FRG was incredible. It set the stage for everysingle one of my expectations from there on out in terms ofrelationships within the military, rank, Family Readiness Groups, etc.Unfortunately I have yet to experience anything that comes close to itbut I am waiting patiently. And in the meantime, I make friends. I don'tgive a rip what their husband/wife does for a living. I am friends withsomeone because of who they are as a person, not as a spouse.