In accordance with the instructions of the leadership, I was asked to talk about how as a family member to support my husband to build his career. Like all military wives under the sky, I always put dedication in the first place.
Tell you a story about my growth and about dedication. This kind of growth is very deep, including psychological quality, attitude and way of dealing with things, and the outlook on life and so on and so forth.
Military wife means dedication, means sacrifice, means separation. From the moment I got married, my elders told me that choosing to be a military wife was tantamount to choosing to make sacrifices, which I didn't quite understand at the time. I have been living under the care of my parents since I was a child, like a flower in a greenhouse, all things are handled by my parents. When I was happy, I had someone to share my happiness with, and when I was depressed, I had many words of comfort and encouragement. At that time, even though I was in my 20s, I was still I was like a carefree child because I had no worries.
In the summer of 2003, I met him and was attracted by his green uniform and person. A year later I came to Hainan, to the city without relatives and friends, only his. Because of his busy work, he could not take care of me. It was like I fell from heaven to hell all of a sudden. The words are also a lot less. At first, I couldn't accept this kind of empty and lonely days, and I was quietly sad almost every day. Later I closed myself up, did not go anywhere, did not want to eat or drink. Colleagues advised me, said a few years later or transfer will be good, to look farther. I didn't seem to understand. In the intense teaching work and militarized management of the school, I turned my sadness into strength, and put all my grievances and dissatisfaction into my work, which was finally appreciated by the school leaders and recognized by parents. I felt a ray of sunshine in my life, I moved to the school to live, I do not want to face the empty house, do not want to let the emptiness and loneliness to occupy my mind again, wasting my time. In fact, I was wrong, I am a military wife, I should support his work, can not be a stumbling block to his career, perhaps I now work hard to let him work at ease. Later, slowly I became somewhat more cheerful.
When we were both concentrating on our work, the quiet arrival of my child disrupted my life. I had to quit my job and stay home to recuperate because my body was so weak. I thought that he would be able to accompany me through this special period of "October pregnancy" when I needed someone to take care of me. Before I could say anything, I was told that it wouldn't work. He had to go on business trips, to faraway places, for long periods of time, one after another, with dangerous typhoons on the way. I didn't complain, I was just sad and felt like God was testing me on purpose. During those nine months, I took care of myself, carrying the burden of all the fetal education, doing housework and taking walks by myself. 。。。。。 Almost everything was done alone, because it was far away from home and I didn't have a single family member around, so it was just the way it was. During the last month, my mom came over. My heart relaxed a lot and I felt safe. Then he didn't rush over until the baby was two hours old. It happened to be veteran's retirement time, which I could understand. The birth of the baby brought a lot of vitality to our little family, but also added some worries. Who will take care of the baby? What about my job? A series of problems plagued me all day long. There was no way out. He was surely unable to take care of the child for the sake of his career in the army, so I had to follow my mom back to my hometown. In order to let him work at ease, six months later, I left my child with my mom and went back to the podium. I think as long as my husband works for the construction of the army, we will give without complaint.
Birthdays mean something to everyone. In the past, when we were at home, we used to like to celebrate the fact that we were a year older with a lot of "fun" and the love of life with a lot of piety. But since coming to Hainan, my birthday party has been canceled. I can only bless myself silently by myself. Sometimes, I intentionally cover up my inner sadness with my busy work, trying to make myself forget that there is such a thing as a birthday. My intentions were good, but the results were not good. Once, he made an exception and half-surprised me with, "Stay with me for a while on your birthday," and I was so happy I was going crazy. I live on the 7th floor and was at the door ready to go in when he got a phone call and only stepped one foot in before turning around and heading out, saying he had a meeting. I didn't say a word, only wordless support. "Plans are not as good as changes" was the phrase he said most often, and often used this phrase to comfort me. I spent every reunion day alone in my thoughts. As time went by, I got used to living alone, and I even enjoyed myself. Because I feel that the army is a big deal even if it's small, and the family is a small thing even if it's big. As a soldier's wife, you should selflessly, without complaint, do your best to support your husband's work. So I became optimistic.
Now, no matter what time of day it is, as long as I can see him concentrating on his work, I am very pleased. He seldom comes home, and I know every time he doesn't it must be because the army is very busy. Besides, the country and the people need soldiers who can hold their ground and protect them. In the era of peace, what is it worth to be in the army for a long time compared to the days of war when guns and bullets went straight to the ground and the forefathers who sacrificed their lives in the war? Times are progressing, society is developing, our ideological awareness should also be improved. Soldiers are contributing to the country, we military wives can also dedicate themselves. Support and understanding are the best proof. I now fully understand why choosing to be a military wife is tantamount to choosing to make sacrifices. Why does being a military wife mean dedication and separation. Some people say, "Sacrifice means giving up," which means "you have to give up in order to get something". I think the part I sacrificed was worth it. I sacrificed my romance for my husband's sense of practical work, for his correct outlook on life, and for his conviction to work harder.
People, it can't be smooth sailing. Now I, although cheerful, but as usual, there are still worries, but I deal with the worries of the way changed. I find opportunities to communicate with him on the phone about all the things I'm unhappy about. Often, he does not have so much time to listen to me, so I vent my worries in music and my own blog, using music to encourage myself, and using words to express my understanding and love for him. A lot of people I don't know left comments on it saying, "I believe that with words, you won't feel lonely," and others were wishing me well and hoping that my husband would have time for me. My classmates and friends read and commented that I have changed, become mature and wise, and become stronger. I know that this strength comes from my husband's love and understanding, from the special nature of his work, and from the spirit of sacrifice of a military wife, so I became sunny.
Some people say that a good officer is not necessarily a good husband. But my husband was both a good officer and a good husband. He took sole responsibility for all the chores when he came home as much as he could, so to speak, and did everything that could be done. Sometimes I admired him for coming home so little and actually managing to keep work and home in such harmony without the slightest conflict. I remember he once told me that he always puts his work in the first place. It really made me respect him. Not for anything else, just for his love of work, for his "sacrificing the family for the family", I have no reason not to support. What's more, as a soldier's wife, I am so honorable. Every time I see his various certificates of honor, I feel immensely proud, each certificate is cohesion of his efforts, at that time, I understand the real meaning of "military wife's name is called dedication". I am proud because I am the wife of a soldier!
From carefree to autistic, to cheerful, to optimistic, to sunny, this is the process of growth of the military wife, but also my deepest experience of the military wife and the most perfect explanation of dedication. Choosing him means this choice of separation. I may have been sad, but I have never regretted it. I chose him precisely because I adore the sanctity of the military and love his military temperament; also because I love his dedication and pursuit of his career; and because I like his sincerity towards his family.
We all y realize that only with constant vigilance and strict self-discipline can we stand up to the cultivation of the army and our own conscience, and ensure the smooth running of our work and the happiness and fulfillment of our families. As a family member, we will do our best to support the work of our husbands, so that they have less attachment and more loyalty; less selfishness and more dedication.
Now, when we have time, we exchange on the phone, communication, mutual support, mutual understanding, mutual tolerance, *** with walking through difficulties, approaching victory, are no regrets, holding each other up, I believe we can go farther.
Lastly, please allow me to wish the brigade's cause to prosper, I wish everyone here good health, family happiness!
My speech is over, thank you