Oh, How the View Differs...

While journal writing a few weeks ago I somehow managed to use a baseball stadium as a metaphor for my life. I don't recall the exact words I wrote but the message was clear.

View from the cheap seats...

Picture yourself at a baseball game. You are sitting high up in the stadium. Look around you. The grass is green, clean cut, perfectly manicured. The players uniforms are crisp, white, and they all move on the field gracefully. The view is wide, big picture, seen from up high.

Stress of the game...

Now, imagine you are one of the players. Your seat is in the dugout, in the midst of the game. It's where the action is.  From that seat above you can imagine how exciting it is to be that player. However, as that player ,the view is very different. That grass is now slick from the moisture of the rain, it's unsure under your feet and dangerous. Your uniform is dusty, stained, and worn from wearing it game after game. Your teammates work together but not always in unison and just one of them making a mistake can cost you dearly.

How the world sees it...

This is kind of how I feel about the life of the military wife. In general we are viewed as the young woman hugging her husband as he returns home from war with our small child clinging to his leg. TV shows and movies have glorified our role and made it this twisted fairy tale. Shows like Army Wives and even the news spots of welcome home ceremonies have all played into this image. The view from afar has almost been romanticized.


 As you can tell from my previous posts this is not the case. So someday....I hope I get to just enjoy the view from the cheap seats. The reality of where the action is...not so fun.

Countless nights...

Endless days...