||[Dec. 13th, 2005|12:47 am]
Army Wife Now
I stole this from ninamarieh and army_girlfriend
You think you know me, but you haven't the slightest clue.
I'm the girl standing behind you in line at the grocery store, eyeing the newest "Support Our Troops" magnet. The look on my face is complacent and my thoughts are thousands of miles away on some army base I've only heard of described over the phone.
I'm the young girl in the next car with the windows rolled up and the glassy visage only on the road ahead. The radio is set to one of the local country stations which is currently playing "Letters From Home." But you can't hear it because you're talking to a family member or a friend on your cell phone. You catch a glance at the Army sticker on the bumper of my car but you don't know that when the song reaches my dearest love it's almost dawn, I've been laying here all night long, wondering where you might be, my heart breaks a thousand times.
Im the girl who visits the Army wife/girlfriends website at odd hours of the night to find some kind of comfort for that lonesome feeling that has settled in the pit of my stomach. Im the woman who has fought an inner battle, trying to accept the path the man she loves has chosen. I'm the woman who will willingly sacrifice her family, her home to follow a man clear across the country. I'm the woman who never asked for this but deals with it without complaint.
Im the young woman who swells with pride every time she sees her Soldier standing tall in his dress greens. Im the one who spots an Army sticker, license plate, or flag and feels a connection with its owner, hoping that maybe she's not alone in this melancholy, sacrificial situation.
I am the young woman who tries her hardest to go about her everyday life. I am the young woman who tries to concentrate during her classes and do the job she gets paid to do. I am the young woman who hates sleeping alone. I am the young woman who closes her eyes and pretends that the man she loves is lying right there next to her, his arms wrapped around her. I am the young woman who tries not to miss him, who tries not to cry whenever she hears his name or even the mention of soldiers. I am the woman who is terrified that the love of my life was sent off to war, postponing our future.
I am many things:
But most importantly the gf/fiance/wife of a United States Soldier