Being a Military Wife

Married to a Sailor is asking for blogs on what being a military spouse means. While everyone has different answers, here is my feeble attempt to give you mine.

I'm Just the Same as You


You ask me for my story and my answers are quite clear
I'm just the same as you except I love a man who isn't here.


He doesn't pull into the drive or swing open my front door
But I'm just the same as you except his boots aren't on my floor.


He doesn't steam up the mirror or run the water till it goes cold
But I'm just the same as you except he's not here to hold


He doesn't golf on Saturdays or have a chance to watch the game.
But I'm just the same as  you except I call him by his last name.


He doesn't change the light bulbs or work around the yard
But I'm just the same as you except his love is written in a card


He doesn't hold me when I cry or argue to prove he's right
But I'm just the same as you except I sleep alone at night.


He doesn't get a birthday cake or presents and a song
But I'm just the same as you except half my heart is gone.


He doesn't hear my whispers or see the things that I don't say
But I'm just the same as you except he's the reason that I pray.


He doesn't hold my hand or keep me awake with his rumbling snore
But I'm just the same as you except that I'm always wanting more.


He can't pick up the phone when he just wants to hear my voice
But I'm just the same as you except he made a selfless choice


He doesn't see the kids play ball and can rarely talk on the phone
But I'm just the same as you except he doesn't sleep at home.


He doesn't wear a tie to work; his name's engraved on metal tags
But I'm just the same as you except my husband salutes the flag.


He didn't just give me his last name, the day I became his bride
You see, I'm just the same as you except I have his military pride!