The Holidays. The more places I
have lived, and the more people I encounter, I have realized it means something
different to everyone. Some love the
hustle and bustle of the season, and many are trying to make their own
traditions and memories. Others are trying to survive the chaos, or maybe just
make it through the day, because all they have left of what used to be happy
times are the memories. Maybe some are struggling to put presents under the
tree or a meal on the table, so it’s just another day, but harder.
My veteran has worked tirelessly
for the past 10 years to become a Physicians Assistant. His dream job – Emergency Medicine. He’s
recently graduated and got hired in the Emergency Department. I am proud,
amazed, and in awe of his determination and drive. With that being said, the sacrifices to be
made are not through. With medicine,
especially emergency medicine there are always people in need, it’s a revolving
door; it never closes. I love that my veteran
still has a passion to serve and am honored to call him mine. I can’t help but wonder if it’s a double-edged
sword.
I think about my children and the
holidays and weekends they will be without him.
How can I or do I compensate for that?
In the past we have always gone back to where a majority of our family
lives to spend the holidays. This year
we did not. In the past when we did not make that trip, however we lived among other military families that were in our situation. This year we did not, and it made me appreciate the comradery of the military.
Even though we live across the
nation, being part of the Coalition has kept some of that alive. My co-workers are friends, and it’s like a
big family. Although I found myself
struggling a little this season, I found myself especially thankful for family,
my husband’s success and my job!
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