During our lunch read aloud of Melissa Wiley’s Little House on by Boston Bay, we reached the part where Charlotte learns that Will would depart for war. I had such trouble getting through the words when Charlotte is crying because she would miss him so much without breaking down myself. My children are facing this right now. Their father will leave in a few days for Iraq. It’s supposed to be a safe assignment, but "safe" is a relative term when you enter a war zone. Lissa, your words made such an impact on me. I realized how much my children will miss their father even as Sister says, "We’ll have lots of fun with you, Mommy."
As I was sitting in the waiting room of my son, Brother’s, therapy clinic, I listened to the two women I see every week. They were so worn down and tired, I felt my heart break for them. Both their husbands are deployed and have been since December. They have such a long road still ahead of them. Life gets put on hold yet must go on. One would like to have more children, but you need your husband in the same country with you. In the meantime, our children need us. There is no break. Even if we leave the children with a babysitter, when we return our chores await us.
Reading over it all, it’s such a ramble of thoughts, but there’s such a need to unburden myself without burdening the one going into a dangerous place.
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