Why I love this life

I have had a truly awful week for the last seven days. Soon, I’ll sit down and type it all out but I don’t have enough distance yet to do it justice.

Let’s just go with I’ve been really stressed for the last 6 days or so.

I was just as stressed this morning as I attempted to get the house cleaned up, laundry done, start packing and generally working down the checklist of things that needs to be done before a road trip.

Then, my Soldier called and told me that an old friend of ours was in town for the day and wanted to have lunch. I was planning to just swing through on my way to the Monkey’s 12 month appointment to say hi. But after getting there, I called the Doctor and told them we couldn’t make it. Totally the right decision.

You see, the real reason that I love being a member of the Army Family is the people.

The friend we met for lunch was with my Solider at his first assignment and deployed with him on his first deployment. He is one of the people that my Soldier admires. We have some really funny alcohol related stories about him. He is human and flawed.

But he is also a hero. In the truest, most honest sense of the word. He is an incredibly accomplished and decorated soldier. In my husband’s words, he is one “baaaaaaaad dude”.

For four hours today, I watched my Soldier and this friend reminisce about mutual friends, shared battles and experiences since they last saw each other. They laughed about getting old, recent injuries and coworkers they didn’t like. They speculated about retirement and various job prospects. In the way that warriors do, they slipped into a shared language. For four hours, this battle hardened hero played with my one year old, joked with me, and commiserated with my Soldier. While discussing a particularly hairy combat experience that occurred while they were deployed together, he casually helped Monkey try to climb the restaurant booth.

This is why I love this life. This man is a warrior. A hero. A soldier’s soldier. “One baaaaaaad dude”. And today he tickled my son while telling me what his wife has been up to since the last time I saw her. At it’s most basic, this is why we are so strong.