love . laugh . believe | guest post

and now....for a completely different take on military life,
the you & me show invites guest blogger Laura Evans to tell her story:

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This is me & this is my husband ... i take pretty pictures & he's a butt head (but i love him).

I'm a military wife ... & i chose this life. I went into it eyes wide open, no illusion that there would be times where it was going to suck big fat stinky donkey butt. & yes i do complain, but i don't get mad at my husband or even uncle sam because the military is part of what makes him the guy i fell in love with. & i knew that when i said "i do" i was to all intents & purpose's sighing along the dotted line myself. I became the mistress in this marriage & 99% of the time i'm relatively ok with that. But right now my husband works nights & i work days (& occasional weekends) & we really don't get to see each other. I mean ships passing in the night, tag off in the morning ... "hey i know you" kind of thing & it sucks. I know it could be worst, my husband could be deployed but in a way that's easier at times.

But anyways back on track ... we're stationed over here in Europe (although being English it's not really "over here" for me) & we like to travel & so one way of getting to spend "quality" (in the loosest sense of the word because my husband's farts don't count as quality) time together is by escaping for a few days & this past weekend we headed to Zurich in Switzerland. So Friday morning we head off, hubby having arrived home from work at 1000 with me not having made it into the shower ... but irrelevant we hit the road & i got to catch up on some reading whilst listing to the hubby sing his random, & incredible songs that i have no clue where he finds or contemplate life's little problems whilst leading me to question the things that go on in his brain. & then we got lost getting to the hotel & we bickered & this is how pretty much every car journey goes with us ... oh & he farts & locks the windows!

Our hotel was gorgeous ... high above Zurich, with an amazing view & a king size bed ... did i mention that it had a king size bed?? Remember we hardly see each other. Anyways some dinner, a few highly expensive mojitos (Zurich is the 8th most expensive city in the world ... no joke) & we crashed for the night.

Zurich was beautiful ... we wondered down old cobbled streets, took a boat ride across the lake & ate at an old fashioned beer hall. We did all the things you do when you're in love ... & it felt good to have this time together. You don't realize how much you miss the company until you get to experience it again, the simple things such as eating a meal together or holding hands ... corny i know but important all the same. My husband can be sent away for a day, weeks or deployed at a moments notice & you have no say in it. It doesn't matter if you've made plans this is the way it goes. His day is in theory 8 hours long but on average it's going to be between 10 & 12. & holidays aren't guaranteed. So these moments ... these wonderful stupid silly corny moments mean that much more to you because you don't know when you're going to get to share them again.


& before you know it you're tired & full from a wonderful pizza dinner & ready to head back to the hotel & hang out because sometimes when you don't get to see someone when you do all you want is to do nothing with them. Watch TV, read, cuddle & do all the boring married stuff because it makes your life seem normal even though you know there's nothing normal about it. & the hardest thing is getting used to sharing a bed with someone because 5 nights out of a week i have it all to myself & i love my space & i'm not the greatest at compromising (I was an only child ... i don't play well with others) but you figure it out because if you don't then you're stuck in this unhappy place. & who wants to argue when the time you get together is limited as it is.


& so on Sunday morning we left Zurich ... & got lost, & he farted & sang songs & I read & we did it all backwards because well it's what we do. & despite the stupid songs, & the farts & the bickering & those things that annoying me no end i wouldn't change a single moment for anything because i love my husband & those moments when you try not to laugh because you don't want him to know that it's funny, or when he holds your jacket for your or opens a door, or just holds your hand are the moments you will remember forever. & i will never be able to hear the phrase "do you smell smoke" without remembering the man who is my world.

& every day i love, laugh & believe because these are what keep me going.

10 comments:

Katrina LB King said...

Laura, thank-you for your post and positivity! I'm so jealous you are so close to CH, my heart's homeland and I absolutely LOVE the picture of the Swiss flag! It's stunning.

nikid said...

What an wonderful post! The photos are lovely and so ethereal! Glad you had a fun weekend - farts and all!

TheEye said...

Laura your story was so cute... sounds like you found your soul mate (despite the farts)

TheEye said...

Laura your story was so cute... sounds like you found your soul mate (despite the farts)

Robin@creations-anew.com said...

Laura you prospective of military life..."Yea, that is about it!"
RObin

Claire Marie said...

Beautiful pictures and beautiful story... I always think that the real stories like this with the bickering and the farting are much better than any romance novel or film.

Jen Kiaba said...

this is so sweet and lovely it made me want to cry. and yes, sometimes soul mates do come with farts! ;-)

andrea said...

this is too too sweet! :)

Josey's mom said...

Loved getting to know you a bit more! And BTW my guys locks out my windows too-is that a militaty thing ;)

Tali Schiffer said...

What a great post Laura. I love your corky writing, and I love how you talk about the Hubbie!!