Lately, I have been thinking about military families and the separation that they must endure while their loved one is deployed. That separation is tough, and the reconnection can be even tougher. While I was in seminary, I was away from home three or four days per week. When I finished with school, all of the sudden I was home all the time. Cindy and the boys had adapted to me not being there and I kept on getting in the way of their routines. For example, Cindy had the kids’ weeknight bedtime routines down pat. If I tried to help, I was disrupting the normal routine. Not helping just wasn’t right, either. We had to make adjustments.
Cindy and I had to work at reconnecting even though I had only been gone for part of the week! My separation experience does not even begin to compare to an eighteen month deployment. And, my life was never on the line. Being exposed to the stresses of war affects the very core of who you are. It changes you. That makes reconnection even tougher.
I certainly have a new respect for the sacrifice that our military families make. I know a couple of families who are currently separated by deployment. I have found that it is easier for me to go through tough times just by knowing someone is thinking of me. I am picking up the phone right now and giving them a call.