Let me sum up the problem of being the one left behind when a partner deploys: we're sorry they're gone but we're happy they went. Deployment is great for our service members. It's what they signed up for. It is where they earn their promotions, their decorations, their "bona fides." They want to go. It's what it's all about. On the other hand, who wants their baby half a world a way in a war zone?
So, I get it, some wives and girlfriends don't like to hear people say "I'm sorry" when their loved one is deployed. I personally don't mind, because yeah, it's hard, and everyone knows it. I would rather be invited out on a Friday night than hear "I'm sorry," but I'll take it.
When Adam comes home, he has some sexy captain's bars waiting for him, and I'm sure there will be ribbons to add to the ones from his first deployment. Right now he's doing important and interesting work, and is getting job offers hand over fist. I miss him like crazy, but I'm doing alright. We're almost halfway done!
