My husband is leaving me.
For Korea, that is.
He’s in the Air Force and he’s received orders to go to Korea for a year.
I’m staying in the States with our two children.
I’m often asked if I plan on going to live with my parents. My answer is always the same: no. While I love my parents, we tend to have different views on things. For instance, they believe that eating fruits and vegetables are exciting whereas I believe eating Little Debbie snacks are more enjoyable. My parents love nature and can often be seen sitting outside. Nature seems to hate me so I’m not in it a lot—I find when I’m hanging out with Nature, bees attack, spiders scurry up my legs, and squirrels stare at me with a sinister look in their eyes.
In other words, it’s just easier for me to stay at my own home.
Am I scared?
Absolutely. What am I going to do with my three-year-old daughter cries for her Daddy? She’s a Daddy’s Girl and what if I’m just not good enough at times? Suppose she wails for him for hours and I’m just left standing there, unsure of what I should do next.
What if my eight-year-old son Tommy asks me boy questions such as, “What exactly are my ball things for?” Sure I know the answer but I don’t think I could respond in a proper way that my husband could.
Suppose things break around the house? I am not good at putting things together. I try, believe me I try, but I usually make things worse. And most of the time I wind up in tears. I couldn’t even put together a simple toy for my kids. I ended up throwing the screwdriver across the room and calling it an improper name.
But thankfully, in the middle of thinking about all the what ifs, a friend will remind me that she’s just a phone call away and that she’ll help me with whatever I need.
My parents assure me that they can be on a plane and with me in a matter of hours.
And my husband Tom promises me that everything will be okay.
I choose to believe him. Because what good will panicking do?
I’m ready for this challenge.
I know I’ll have good days and bad, just as I do now.
But I believe my husband: everything will be okay.