Yesterday my wife and I celebrated our eight year anniversary. We didn’t really do anything special yesterday either. I worked, and we exchanged our “I love you”‘s and that was about it. However, we celebrated a week earlier by going to the Luke Bryan concert, which I mentioned in a prior blog post.
Now, many people will look at our eight years and say “that’s nothing”. Normally I would agree, but my wife and I have trudged through some of the deepest depths of sorrow, despair, jubilation, and struggle. When we first got married, consensus said that we wouldn’t make it past the first year, then it became three, then five years. Now here we are at eight years, and still going strong. We’ve had our ups and downs, and that’s what today’s blog entry is about.
Let’s start with our wedding. Although we got engaged a year and a half earlier, we decided on a wedding two weeks prior to the event. Oh yes, it was rushed. Why? I joined
the United States Army out of desperation for finances. I was struggling to survive on what little income I had, and my wife (Fiance at that time) was trying to go to school. Neither of us could afford the house I lived in, and everything was spiraling out of control. After responding to an ad on craigslist about a job that sounded right up my alley, I ended up with recruiters at my door. Little did I know, that the ad I responded to, was a recruitment ad. Needless to say, upon the promise of an enlistment bonus (Yes, I am a whore), I joined up.
After Talking with my future in-laws, we decided that since I wouldn’t be able to provide their daughter with health insurance, and all the benefits, that she and I should move our wedding date up from 2013 to 2009. We were planning on waiting, to save up for a big shindig, but due to the situation, we decided otherwise.
Now, back to how I mentioned it was rushed. Which it was, but it was in no way “bad”. We got married in a church, which was better than we originally expected. My mother in law planned a pot luck reception, made us a cake, and everything went off beautifully, despite the lack of planning time. I even saw my Mom at the church. And for those of you who don’t know, my Mom passed away two years prior.
Next obstacle, DEPLOYMENT.
After having survived living apart from each other for six months due to Basic Training, upon arrival to my duty station in Texas, I was slated for deployment a mere three months later. This would prove to be one of the toughest moments in our marriage. In Early February of 2011, I boarded a plane bound overseas, and left my wife alone with an unborn child we’d just found out about two months prior.
We did our best to Skype and Video Chat with each other as much as possible, but connection was never easy. It kills me to say, that I was not able to be present, and support my wife through 75% of her pregnancy with our daughter. I was able to come home for the birth, but had to leave just a week after and head back overseas.
Everything seemed to be just fine, as I would talk to my wife everyday, until October hit.
At this point, I was victimized by a prank gone wrong. As a result, my devices and means of communication were removed, and it became difficult for me to see and talk to my family, until I returned home in December. It became a difficult situation, but in the end I walked away a better person, and more importantly, I walked away with my family. I honorably discharged from the Army that following year in 2012.
Now, I have a new Career, and my wife has been my backbone and amazing support system. We have a beautiful daughter, and a loving family that helps us every step of the way. We still struggle, but so does everyone else when starting a new path in life. Both my wife and I blog, and we are so thankful for you (Our Readers) as you keep these blogs alive.
For those interested, you can visit my wife’s blog at sloppykissesandblushingskin.wordpress.com, or check out her Marriage Tag blog that she did for our anniversary. Thank you, and keep checking back for more, here on Mayhem Cleveland.