On this day, 18 years ago, I joined the Army. Just kidding…I actually got married. But it was to a man in the military, and when we walked out of the church and through the arch of sabers, I got slight sword smack on my backside and a polite “Welcome to the Army Ma’am.” And me, my husband, and the Army have been together ever since.
Being a military wife has certainly been challenging. We’ve gone through several long deployments, often with limited communication. My husband has missed so many special occasions that when I look through a stack of saved cards, many start with “Sorry I couldn’t be there.”
So on this day, I’m very happy that he IS here. And with retirement creeping up in the very near future, I’m looking forward to our son not having that same stack of apologies. I’m very glad he will get to grow up with his dad being around and not sent away to some war-torn country for 10 months at a time.
We’ve weathered many ups and downs in our 20+ years together and on the 18th anniversary of our wedding day, I really do feel like our marriage has grown up. Our marriage is now an adult. It’s been through a lot, but come through stable and strong and I know we made a good choice all those years ago when we chose each other.
So to my husband: Happy Anniversary, I love you. I can’t imagine life with anyone else, and I wouldn’t want to. You’re an amazing husband, father, handyman, dinner date, Scrabble opponent and my favorite partner for adventure. I look forward to our next chapter of life with retirement, raising a crazy little boy and a house that’s always full of surprises.