Thursday, June 21, 2012

Once acquaintances find out . . .


THURSDAY, JUNE 21, 2012



I have been amused by the way "friends" have interacted with me once they found out that my husband and I separated. I'm not talking about close friends or family, but people who have been a part of our military life.


Military wives always talk about how close-knit the military is, and how they feel safe and connected when they are with other military families. I don't know if it is because I have been so much older than most of the couples we have socialized with, and therefore they haven't been able to connect with me, but I have never felt safe and connected to them.


There is one wife with whom I became the closest, and who I felt a connection. I looked after her when her husband deployed, and I took in her dog as my own for two weeks so she could go on vacation with her husband while he was on R and R.


When my husband deployed, I think I heard from this friend once. Now granted, she has four children and is very busy with the church, so it's hard to find time, but a quick e-mail once in a while would have meant the world.


This friend's husband called my home about a month ago, originally wanting to talk to my husband who was long gone. He wanted to ask my husband (it seems so wrong calling him that now) to preside over his retirement ceremony. The invitation was extended to our family, but once he found out (no, my husband was still wearing his wedding ring, acting like nothing had changed and hadn't mentioned to anyone that we separated) that my husband left me, my invitation was withdrawn, and I haven't heard from him or his wife since.


His wife was kind enough to tell my husband at the retirement ceremony, that she has been thinking about me, and he should tell me to call her anytime. My husband can't even answer a text message, and I would never have gotten that message if I hadn't asked how the retirement went when he made an appearance a couple of Saturdays ago.


Needless to say, I've received more support and compassion from my hairdresser.
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