Forgive Me, I'm a Military Wife

Some days I will be a bear to bear.
 
I cannot promise to be on time
Every day of the week or any day of the week
Because I am a military wife.
 
I cannot promise to look put together
Every day of the week or any day of the week
Because I am a military wife.
 
I cannot promise to participate in every work event
Every day of the week or any day of the week
Because I am a military wife.
 
I will not promise to be a model wife, mother, or employee
Because I am a military wife
Because every morning I struggle to get out of bed
And face a world where I have to stand on my own
As a mother, as a husbandless wife, as a working woman just trying to get by
Where there are nights I do not eat dinner
Trying to rock my daughter to sleep
And I stay up after long hours of swaying and singing and shushing
Back bent, hair frizzed, clothing stained, weeping
Head throbbing through the night as she eats an hour at a time three times through the night
And I find spaces of sleep between her needs
Between times of insomniac manic worrying if my husband will come home:
 
Is he safe? Is he safe? Is he safe?
 
Heart racing, anxiety attacks building, body missing the security of my other half.
 
Because I am a military wife
And I too make a sacrifice.

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