Continued Chapter Two

Once my Father and Mother met, the rest was history, but what a roller coaster ride.

Being an Officer’s wife, took a special meaning to my Mother. Making sure her home was always spotless, and her appearance impeccable. Moving around was a major part of their relationship. Dad was a pilot and went TDY a lot. Mom, always involved with some women’s group, Modeling, and entertaining. The wear on a Military Wife, and family can sometimes be overwhelming, and lonely.

There are two major roles a wife or husband depending on who is in the Service, are independent when they are gone, and dependent when they are home.
Not an easy transition for anyone, much less young spouses who have not even had a chance to learn about life in general much less being a dedicated and devoted Military Spouse.

Trying to play the role of both Mother and Father is not easy either. Kids do survive, and grow up in most cases, well adapted, and happy. I on the other hand, saw to much of the dark side, and can tell you, words can not express how I felt, or still feel.

For my mother, drinking alcohol was her salvation for escaping the loneliness, and gave her the courage to get out and be very social. Remember, she came from a very strict up bringing, no make-up was allowed, clothing had to be very conservative, and boys? What boys, no dating until she was 18.

Now, turn a woman loose, who has been confined all her life, well……………..to be continued