Showing posts with label military life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label military life. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Answering Questions



A lady from a news place called me today.  She’s working on a pitch for a show about military families, spouses in particular I believe, and wanted some stories.  When she called, I made a complete fool of myself.  I talked her ear off, didn’t directly answer her questions, and felt ridiculous afterward.  The problem is that I need time to think.  The things that come out of my mouth off the cuff are…well, let’s just say my husband’s career in politics has ended before it began, due to his wife’s mouth.  And doesn’t he know it!
Okay, so after some reflection, I would like to answer a few of the questions she asked in a more thoughtful, honest light. 
She wanted to know how I met my husband, and about my family.  Believe me, now she knows more than she wanted to.  I don't care much about secrecy, or privacy, and tend to tell my whole story when given encouragement.  But other questions included ones like these:

Do you take care of yourself? As in, have the time, resources, etc.

I believe that what I told her was that I do spend most of my time on the children , but that it is by choice, and I chose this life.  Which is true.  But I had a fundamental problem with the question.  So here is my real answer.

Not generally in the way that it is usually meant, but I have a couple of friends who make sure I get out sometimes.  Now, this isn’t necessarily due to the military.  This is how I am regardless of circumstances, so far.  Not that I’ve ever been wealthy or had a ton of time on my hands.  But my general view on life happens to be that the idea of self-care (you have to fill your bucket before you can fill someone else or something like that) in reference to anything other than faith is false.  It’s true that having a testimony, and studying the gospel will aid you greatly in helping others with theirs.  Sometimes, in difficult times, you are the one who needs help (spiritual or temporal), and aren’t capable of helping others.  But for the most part, the Lord suggests that helping others, giving ourselves in service, is the solution.  Think of the women in third world countries who spend the entire day just trying to survive- getting water from several miles away, cooking, and doing laundry by hand.  Modern conveniences are a privilege, and bring responsibility.  Responsibility to use the time we save for helping instead of for selfish reasons.  I’m not saying don’t ever have any fun, because there are people in the world who are suffering.  I believe that those in very difficult situations still have joy in small things.  (I AM saying, be mindful of how you use your time.)  However, I don’t believe that very much “me time” is necessary.  It’s nice to have the time to shower and read the scriptures, to write in a journal or on a blog.  Those are good things.  I also believe that women who work 14 hour days and are barely keeping food on the table, and are continually burnt out, are still good mothers and good people (taking care of yourself isn’t necessary in order to be a good mom or wife), and whether they can or they feel like they can’t- they DO.  They keep on giving and keep on going (you don’t have to take care of yourself in order to get done what needs to be done).  You do what you have to do.  So with all of the hype and the articles on taking care of yourself, what I have to say is that it’s a bit overdone.  The occasional girls’ night out or shopping trip is nice, but not necessary.   So I may not “take care of myself” much in the way that you meant, but I feel like I am well taken care of.  

(Incidentally, the short answer to her question should have been “yes.”  Because I do talk to my friends on the phone, play the piano, shower (albeit with the door locked and several hands knocking the entire time), write in my journal and on my blog, watch movies and shows, drink clean water, eat real food, and read books and scripture.  These, in my book , are “taking care of myself.”  Others may choose to do so differently, and that’s okay too.)

Do you and your husband go on dates?

I totally skirted this question.  Completely.  And the real answer is, no.  We don’t really go out and have dinner, go out to movies, or even get to go to the temple together, like, ever.  But I still believe we have a happy, healthy marriage.  (Don’t get me wrong- I do believe it could be better if we did a weekly date, not that those have to be traditional dates either.)  What do we do that I think we have a healthy marriage?  We talk, a lot.  We have planning meetings (not as often as we should) during which we discuss important things, upcoming events, concerns, finances, the children and their needs, and any other thing we want to put on the agenda.  We read books and articles together and discuss them.  We post articles of interest to each others' Facebook, or just read them or hand the phone over.  He listens to my rants, offers his thoughts, and I try hard to do the same for him (although, I must say, he really doesn’t rant much).  We watch a movie together after the kids go to bed-once in a while.  We do everything possible together (even grocery shopping), even if it means being less productive and one of us is just sitting in the car while the other one does whatever errand.  Because we love each others' company.  So we spend as much time together as we can.  

Some of these things we don’t do often enough.  We don’t have the perfect marriage.  We do really well at spending time doing things that help our marriage to be better for a while, and then we slack off for a while until it’s become noticeable, and try to work on it again.  That happens.  I bug him, tease, and maybe nag a little about dates.  It’s something we should do better at- even if only as an example to my five young sons of what they should be doing in their marriages.  But again, it’s not the fault of the military.  Many people who are not fortunate enough to live close to family, or affluent enough to afford much babysitting, struggle with the same issue.

What are your biggest challenges?
I flaked on this answer.  I pretty much told the lady I have an awesome church, awesome husband, and awesome kids.  Who has challenges?  

Now, this is obviously not true, and I think this is where she gave up on me and politely took her leave :).  I was just having problems with being put on the spot.  For a little background though, I had been researching abortion and the Syrian refugees all morning, so really, in that light- what problems?!  I have challenges, just like everyone else.  Sometimes they just pale in comparison to larger problems and I feel like I don’t even have the right to call them challenges.  First world problems.  My biggest challenges right now are (and if you were here it would be obvious) keeping my house clean, Restless Leg Syndrome, getting the kids in bed on time, and menu planning/shopping.  We don’t even have any money problems, I just worry about money too much.  Those, again, are not military related.  They are normal life related.

Answering these questions on here doesn’t do anything but make me feel better.  She’ll never see it, and I can’t go back and change what I did say, or my running mouth that never stops (can I count that as a challenge?!), but it still makes me feel better to write it down.  Have I mentioned that I like debates, discussions, and questions like these online much better than in person?  It gives me time to think, research, or reflect.  This almost unfailingly yields better results :).

Friday, September 12, 2014

What's a Commissary?

This really isn't an "army wife" blog.  But I thought I might write a little more about the military after a conversation-via-text with a little sister that left me laughing.  I don't talk about it much with people who aren't in the military I guess, so I don't realize what people don't know.  I am in my own little world over here (along with thousands of other military families, that is). 

So here are just a couple of random thoughts on my personal experience with military life.

I was talking with my husband just this evening.  He remembered a little girl about 2, who had just PCSed (moved) to the area and was telling him all about her very best friends and how wonderful they were.  He remembered feeling so sad for her that she didn't understand that she was not going to see them any more and would be making new friends.  I realized that my children are now at ages that will cause them to see this whole "moving" thing in a very different light.  Maybe "unfair" instead of "a new adventure."  Not that moving in and of itself is all that uncommon.  It's the moving every 2-4 years that sounds hard on kids.  And, from what I hear, it is.  They hand out pamphlets on helping kids cope.  There are hundreds of tips on helping your children keep some stability while being uprooted every few years.  As Shawn said, with no friends you remember growing up with, from way back when.  I have friends like that, but he doesn't.  So, one of the things I resolved to do is have good family traditions we can take wherever we go.  The gospel will be wherever we go.  And I am personally going to be excited about and love every place we are stationed.  Period.  There is no "I really don't want to be here."  I want my children to see the adventure in it, so I have to see it too.

I used to think the movie At War With the Army was a funny movie.  Now there are some parts that make me laugh until I cry.  Because they are so authentic.  Who knew?  Of course, it isn't really the funniest thing when he comes home announcing a very important formation at 0900 and I realize that he'll have to leave the house at 0600--so that the company can make sure everyone is there an hour early, which means that someone will be calling by 0730 to make sure he's there an hour early, so he better leave here by 0600 at the latest to account for traffic and make sure that he's there by 0700 so everyone will be happy.  We only live 25 minutes from the base!  It's not always that ridiculous.  But sometimes it is.