Deployments can be hard, let’s tackle this ugly monster together. Today’s story this spouse is President of the FRG and her husband serves in the navy. Here’s her story…
My husband left for a 9 month deployment in June of 2014. The DAY he left, my youngest found some scissors upstairs (my husband was cutting tags from his shirts that morning before he left and accidentally left them out on the bathroom sink.) Without realizing the scissors were there, I sent my kiddos up to our room to watch a movie while I prepared dinner. 10 minutes later, my sweet little 2.5 year old came down with half of her head almost bald. I freaked out of course and couldn’t believe it! She cut SO much of her hair off. I was actually really sad because she finally had enough hair to put in cute little pigtails.
So, while I was figuring out what to do with her and seeing if I could even fix it, my curious and impulsive 4-year-old reached in our fish tank, picked up the fish, and without even realizing it, squeezed too hard and killed it! I seriously had enough and broke down into tears.. I couldn’t figure out how to deal with so much chaos all at once…. ALONE.
Just then, a friend popped by to pick something up and could see how upset I was. She comforted me, started helping me tidy the kitchen and listened to me rant about “how was I even going to make it.. this was the FIRST day!?!” Then, I remembered a fellow military spouse and friend who was a hairdresser and worked out of her home. I messaged her, showed her pictures of Hadley’s new mullet and at 8 pm, she told me to bring Hadley over so she could fix her hair!
Kristin, the friend who stopped by, so graciously offered to watch my other kiddos while I rushed Hadley over to Audrey’s house. An hour later and one adorable SHORT pixie cut later, I was back at home feeling much better about the situation.
In conclusion, What I learned from that night is how important friends are. Fellow military spouses have proven to me time and time again how much a community can really help. I learned that a simple gesture can make a huge difference in a stressful situation. I am thankful for the friends I have made since my husband joined the military! So, as I flushed poor Mr. Bubbles down the toilet that night when all the kids were finally asleep, I couldn’t help feel a huge sigh of relief that the first day was OVER and wondered what other crazy things would happen over the next 8 months.