How true these words do ring! For me the public-uniform doesn’t happen often as usually hubs changes right away when he gets home and doesn’t make too many side-trips between duty and home. But if I get the pleasure of going with him to drill-weekends or military-events I swell with pride. (It’s a good look on me, really.)
Getting ready to head out this past weekendI do remember one particular autumn day. *E* had an afternoon soccer game and Hubs was on his way home from a weekend away. He had a choice. He could go home to change and miss all of his son’s soccer game, or go straight from duty to the fields and catch the last 15 minutes of the game. In this case he decided to catch some of his son’s soccer game. (He missed a lot this summer/fall because of being in uniform three out of four weekends, preparing troops to deploy.)
As I watched him walk across the field that sunny autumn day I couldn’t help but smile. He stood with me, cheered on his son, and we prepared to head home. Then one fellow soccer-mom came up to shake his hand. We didn’t know her. She just wanted to say ‘Thank You’. She said it to him but somehow in that moment I felt Thanked too.
The Pride of the Military-Spouse is deep. The feelings are strong. The love is unflappable.
– Leanne from MilitaryAvenue.combyLeanne KocsisonTuesday, January 10, 2012Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to FacebookShare to PinterestMilitary Life:Leanne,Military Spouse