At some point you would think you could get used to the constant changes, but I think it is what makes you grab onto something tighter. In each move, we have been fortunate to find that one set of friends that makes a military career seem worth the constant upheaval. Those friends are now threaded into the cloth of your definition of family.
These "sisters" of mine understand the joys and sorrows of military wifedom. We can sit down and have a glass (or three) of wine and laugh, cry or scream at something without fear of judgement. They will be brutally honest and tell you when you have snot running down your face, but it's that honesty you respect and love. We are our own therapists, sisters, mothers and often times a reality check.
We can "complain" about our husbands and/or their jobs, knowing that the person listening knows we are just venting, because we wouldn't change our husband for anything. (We'd change the job in a heart beat, but only because we worry for their safety.) We can "complain" that we have put on hold or thrown away careers to support our family and husbands, when in reality we know we've traded an easier "job" for a much more difficult career as a military wife and mother.
It's a very hard job being involved in any way with the military, be it enlisted or officer, spouse or family. Once you have found that special bond or connection with someone who understands what you are going through, don't let them go! Stay in touch, you are each other's support system, no matter the distance. For any new recruits into this strange world of military spouse: if you haven't made that connection, keep looking, we are out there! There is someone out there who will help you get through that awful first deployment or your seventh. It's a strange, often screwed-up club, but we are always open for new members!
Here is a toast to my girls that have moved or are moving away soon: Text, Skype or Call, we can have a cyber glass of wine (or three) together!
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