Before we were married we had many conversations about what military life would be like as a couple, and later, as a family. I married Scott feeling like I knew exactly what I was in for. That came to be true, for the most part. It's easy to say you understand that the needs of the Air Force come first, but when that means your husband has to deploy for four and a half months with only five days notice it can be a hard pill to swallow. What keeps me going is knowing that it could always be worse. There are veterans out there, Air Force and others, that have been gone much longer, have received less notice for deployments, and have been in more immediate danger. Veterans' sacrifices are many, and I applaud them and their families for handling it all with grace.
Regardless of whether I've been on a Blue Koolaid kick or not over the years I can always look at my husband and feel an immense sense of pride; pride in my country that allows me to live freely, pride in my husband for defending my country and the rights I'm guaranteed as a citizen, pride in my husband for the man he has become both personally and professionally. His selflessness I admire, his determination I revere, his integrity I respect, and his love I treasure.
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