For example:
Last night Jeremy and I spent about a half hour sitting on the floor of our living room with the shredded remains of our printer cable stretched out at odd angles trying to make connection with the computer while the puppy that did the damage laid stinking up the most awful storm with his new gaseous problem. After multiple copies of the same page printing, we finally got both sides of his forms for work to print. This is a weekly occurrence and always is a frustrating one.
Also last night, Jeremy informed me that next month, he'll be gone almost the entire month to the swamps of Louisiana to help train a battalion that is about to deploy.
Last week, Jeremy worked long hours, from 9 in the morning until 9 at night. On the nights that he was off by 6, he was still up until well past midnight working on paperwork.
Before Thanksgiving, Jeremy had to do a long ruck march and came home with no skin left on the heels of his feet. He came home exhausted and frustrated.
But despite the fact that these stressful situations weigh on us week after week, I would much rather be sitting on the floor trying to make an impossibly severed printer cable work with Jeremy and to be there to welcome him home from a terrible day to work, day after day, than to be anywhere else.
Even though the Army consumes most of our days and evenings, the moments that I get to spend enjoying my time with my husband are more than worth it. He's my best friend, and I know that marriage is not without it's times of stress and trial, and it only serves to strengthen the foundation of the rest of our lives together.
It's really mushy, I know. But marriage kind of changes a lot of things, including perspective.
