A few years ago, seemingly overnight, my family became a military family.
Sisters married soldiers, a brother joined the Air Force… We’ve kept in contact with family deployed or stationed in in Afghanistan, Iraq, and Greenland. Now our Air Force hero is moving every couple months, waiting for his first station assignment, keeping his fingers crossed for Germany.
Being a military family comes with a sense of pride more enormous than anything I’ve experienced before or since. Pride in your brother, pride in your sister for keeping the family going while he’s gone, pride in your country.
It also comes with enormous feelings of loss when deployment orders are received, when the kids ache for their absent parent, and when the responsibility of those left behind becomes overwhelming.
I’ve been there to see them off, I’ve been there to welcome them home, and I’ve thanked God through tears I’ve never needed to be there for a dignified transfer.
Nothing I’m saying is unique or unusual. One thing we can all agree on is how important it is to support the ones who voluntarily put themselves and their families through the stress of service in the name of protecting and defending our country.
October 26 has been declared Day of the Deployed in North Dakota. What will you do to honor the sacrifice?