A few days after we got home my daughter told me she missed
grandma. I thought about how confusing it must be for her to spend a whole week
with her grandparents and have so much fun just to have it all suddenly come to
an end. I thought about how often I got to see my grandparents growing up and
never had to worry about when I would see them again. I thought about how my
kids have not just one, but two sets of grandparents who they miss desperately.
I thought about all the other military families who don’t have the luxury of
living near their families, but must travel hundreds or thousands of miles just
to see them at the holidays.
As I looked at my little girl’s sad face, I wished that I
could just get in the car and drive her to her grandma’s to play for a few
hours. I wished that our trip to Grandma and Grandpa’s house could end with a
hug and a “see you next week!” I wished that we didn’t have to choose one
family to spend the holidays with, but could have the ability to visit with
both sets of families. On New Year’s Day, I wished that we could join my parents
at their house for dinner and head back home at the day’s end. I wished that
the military wouldn’t take us away from the most special people in our lives.
The fun and fulfilling time we spent with family this
Christmas should have left me feeling content. But instead I am left with a
longing, perhaps because of how great it was. It has left me wanting more of that
kind of time together. More family dinners, more stories, more laughs, more
pictures, and more full houses.
Over the years, I have learned to adjust to nearly every
change and challenge that goes along with military life, and being separated from
family is one of them. But the holiday season is a time when, no matter how
well I have adapted, I go back to missing the years when the week between
Christmas and New Year’s meant seeing everyone we love—grandparents, aunts, uncles,
and cousins—on both sides of the family. It is a time when simply wishing each
other a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year over the phone is just not enough.
I dream of a time when we have the ability to visit with all
of our family during the holiday season. But I am also thankful for all the
family we have, even if we can’t see them as often as we’d like. And I will
rejoice in the memories we made this Christmas, the one which has left me
longing for more.
You were in RI??? I'm from Massachusetts right on the border and I was back for Christmas too! :) Your children are so cute!
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