Many of you may not know that my husband has a job that requires him to travel. A LOT. I never say anything about it on the blog because I don't really want to broadcast to the world when I'm home alone.
We've been married for five years, and he's had the job for five years, and so a traveling husband is really all I know. One year, 60% of his work days were spent traveling, this year hasn't been that bad, but I bet its hovering around 40-50%.
In all honesty I really quite hate it, but its a good job, he loves what he does, and the insurance is IN.CRE.DI.BLE. That in itself is reason alone to stay, especially considering our circumstances. We just call it paying our dues until something better comes our way.
When Brian travels, its usually Sunday through Thursday or Monday through Friday. He's always home on weekends. However, this past project is an international one, and because of a tight work schedule, he had to stay over for two weeks for the first time ever. And then I got invited to attend a parents of HOH children retreat friday-sunday,(more on that later) and so Brian and I missed seeing eachother by a few hours. We were away from eachother for 12 nights, and it pretty much sucked.
So for those out there who have a military husband, or have ever spent a great deal of time away from your spouse, I commend you on your strength, and my heart goes out to you.
8 comments:
I can totally relate to this. My husband traveled a lot the first 7 years of our marriage...now not as much, but I know how it really starts to wear on a person!! I also really admire those who can do it for months at a time. Our longest was usually 3 weeks, and that about killed me!! Hang in there.
Mine just left for three nights and I about lost it. I admire your strength.
You are much stronger than me. Patrick and I have only been apart a few nights since we've been married, and I hated everyone of them.
My husband worked nights for three years, while I worked days. We just got him on a day schedule a month ago, and I am in heaven. It does suck to be apart all the time!
The year that Nolan was born (actually, the DAY Nolan was born), my husband received a promotion and notification that he would be spending half the year in Sweden. Two weeks out of every month, he was gone (and I had two kids under the age of two). He took his first trip when Nolan was only about 4 days old- he wasn't there for the repeat hearing screening, for the day I picked up Nolan's hearing aids, for the genetics appointment... it was a very tough year. Thankfully the travel is mostly over now, but having them gone for two weeks at a time is extremely hard!
I'm glad my husband comes homes most nights--hang in there! How was your retreat?
(((hugs)) it is hard. Durning the long week of seperation. I would go to the store & pick out some special food for the kids & something for me. It was always a highlight for the kids. The younger they are the harder it seems. I had 4 kids durning the travel years. still havent figured out how i got pg. durning those years. LOL.
Bonnie J.
My father was military, an army tanker, and his job was his life. He would be gone 30 plus days at a time. He was in Desert Shield and spent two years in Germany alone so I could graduate with my friends back in Texas. I don't know how my mom did it with three kids. No family around. Alone. She is my hero.
I married a military man and was more excited than a pig in mud when he decided to get out. Definitely not the long term married, but single mommy type. I give you TONS of credit!
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