Blogger Biography: Dionne is a mother of two under the age of two. She is a photographer, baker, crafter, garage sale queen and antique hunter. She is the soul mate to an Army man, living everyday to the fullest.
The one thing that I have learned to deal with in my life as a military wife is to never expect my soldier home at the same time everyday. I had been married to my husband for about a month when I figured this out. I was still in college, so we lived off base between the base and the school. At 6:30 p.m. I started to make dinner, thinking my husband’s phone had died again and that is why I hadn’t received a phone call to tell me he was heading home. Since I was making a pan seared fish for dinner, I started making all the sides first in hopes I might hear from him. When I finally did, it was 7:00 at night. He called to say that he would be home in about 15 minutes. Since the fish was going to take 20 minutes, I started it as soon as I hung up.
7:30 came, 8:30 came and then at 8:35 p.m. I got a phone call. I was mad! The fish was overcooked and ruined. I yelled at him, “Where are you? Are you OK?” What he said made me shake my head in complete shock.
My husband, the soldier that had to use maps and systems everyday, called to say he was lost. I pulled out a map and asked him to describe what he saw. Somehow he had ended up in the next state. I gave him directions and he made it home safely at 9:00 p.m. He knew I was still upset about my ruined dinner, so he sat at the table, cold overcooked burnt fish in tow, and ate it with a smile on his face.
Be it the military keeping him late, charge of quarters keeping him all night or himself, a soldier is usually never home at the same time. Lesson learned and I haven’t lost another fish dinner again.