After four years of long-distance dating and marriage, I was sure we'd be ready.
My husband and I had become the queen and king of goodbyes. We'd efficiently executed dramatic, sappy, teary-eyed farewells in airports from Alaska to Singapore, and we had almost mastered the cutting-off-and-moving-on part of long-distance relationships. After all, when you attend colleges in different states and one of you is in the military, departures just become part of the routine.
Thus when I drove my Army hubby to Fort Wainwright to deploy to Iraq for a year, I assumed I'd handle the venture just fine. There was no way I was going to be one of those out-of-control wives who cries, "I can't live without you!" as other soldiers pry her desperate hands off her husband and send her home sobbing in the family Corolla.
Not this woman. [...]
Staying behind isn't easy
Link to Full ArticleBy MICHELLE CUTHRELL, News-Miner
After four years of long-distance dating and marriage, I was sure we'd be ready.
My husband and I had become the queen and king of goodbyes. We'd efficiently executed dramatic, sappy, teary-eyed farewells in airports from Alaska to Singapore, and we had almost mastered the cutting-off-and-moving-on part of long-distance relationships. After all, when you attend colleges in different states and one of you is in the military, departures just become part of the routine.
