After doing a quick clean of the house, I collapsed onto the couch. I needed to get some work done. Which obviously meant looking at Snapchat. My best friend had sent me a snap, and when I opened it I had to laugh. She is currently in the process of getting her PhD, and the snap was of her scrolling through charts and graphs and tables that I would not understand if I were given several months to decipher.
Simply put: Our lives are pretty different at this point, yet we still manage to be extremely close and maintain an awesome friendship. So, it made me realize I’m extremely grateful. Especially as a military spouse. And here’s why:
She knew me before life as a military spouse.
Distance doesn't matter to her, our friendship does
We each speak in our own "foreign language". and that's totally fine.
She steps right in when the army borrows my husband
She lets me complain about things that she probably doesn't truly give a shit about
she knows when to knock me back to reality
She also knows when (& how) to make me laugh
Ultimately, I love military life and being a military spouse. It has given me a sense of fulfillment in more ways than I can count. But I won't lie, this shit is hard. My wish for every military spouse is to have a best friend like I do. One who might not be immersed in this same crazy lifestyle, but can offer a listening ear and a sarcastic comment to make you smile. One who recognizes the person you were, the person you still are, and the person you have become. One who just lets you, be you.
But sorry, best friend, I probably won't stop using acronyms anytime soon. You're stuck with me.