I’ve had Josh Turner’s “Time is Love” in my head since I last saw my husband 8-ish weeks ago.
I can’t shake the feeling that we’re missing-out on so much time together. I love our life and the Navy as given us so many amazing opportunities these last 19 months that we’ve lived in Japan, but, my oh my, I sure miss spending quality time with my husband.
In the 148 days since he deployed, I’ve missed that many goodnight kisses. I’ve missed that many wake-ups next to him. I’ve missed so many precious minutes in between.
Time is love.
Conversely, I wonder what it would be like to be together every day? As I witness my friends’ civilian marriages on Facebook, I wonder how it is to see their partner day in and day out. I wonder how their relationships are different then mine, if their conversations and worries are all that different then our’s, and I envy their ability to plan — be it vacations, family events, dinner, whatever. I wonder how I would fare in that kind of life and if I would get antsy, as I did my whole 20-something life. I lived in Delaware, California, New Jersey, and Washington, DC in my 20s. I moved constantly by choice. I changed my life and changed career fields 3 times. I went back to school twice. I love change and exploring new possibilities. Would I be bored living a non-military-centric life? I don’t know.
I guess I’ll never know, and that’s just fine by me.