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Your Stories 30 www.AmeriForce.net The American Dream By Tara Puckey Most girls grow up picturing a romantic proposal, a beautiful wed- ding, and a happy marriage; the epit- ome of the American dream. They envision a picket fence, two or three diapered children running around, and a dog named Spot. As they grow, there are challenges and hur- dles, their goals change and form into a more realistic dream, but not without the longing for what hap- piness “should” be. Often, I’ve been asked how my happiness translates into being a military wife. How I can handle raising two children alone, cutting the grass, learning how to fix the shower when it is clogged, and even abstaining from intimacy for such long periods of time. They often ask if this is how I envisioned my life, essentially alone. Truth be told, it’s not. As I stand here for the second time in five years, I’m reminded of all the things I must face on my own over the next coming months. It doesn’t get any easier; time can’t teach you how to eliminate your loneliness com- pletely or to become used to an empty place in your bed. Time does, however, show your strength, test your endurance, and prove to you that your sacrifice, not only that of your spouse, is making a difference. I still falter in my darkest hours; I am only human. Some days I sit just to watch the very news that I don’t want to hear or find myself in my closet smelling a sweater that I still can’t bear to wash. I don’t deny that it is sometimes hard, or that I sometimes question my ability to cope on a daily basis. I do tell them that, in the end, it is worth it. The trials and adversities become small and insignificant when I glance at the tan boots littered around my house that bring a sense of pride that is unexplainable. I know I am where I should be when I picture the back of a uniform turning to offer one last wave before a long absence. Even as he walks away, I am more proud of him at that moment than if he were standing next to me. So when they ask how I feel about not living their idea of the American dream, I just smile and reply: “We are the American dream.” Family photo of Army wife, Tara Puckey with her husband, SGT Bryan Puckey, and daughters Alexa and Brooklyn. We need your stories! Do you have a Family story to share? If so, email your story (between 650 and 750 words, please) to [email protected]. If we publish it, you’ll receive $50, just like Tara! Please include your name, address and telephone number with your submission. We reserve the right to edit all submissions. All submissions become property of AmeriForce Publishing and may be republished and used for any purpose. Tara Puckey is an Army wife who lives in Indiana with her husband and two daughters, Alexa and Brooklyn 030 AF s/s 09-Fam stories 5/19/09 12:56 PM Page 6

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Page 1: The American Dream

Your Stories

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TheAmericanDreamBy Tara Puckey

Most girls grow up picturing aromantic proposal, a beautiful wed-ding, and a happy marriage; the epit-ome of the American dream. Theyenvision a picket fence, two or threediapered children running around,and a dog named Spot. As theygrow, there are challenges and hur-dles, their goals change and forminto a more realistic dream, but notwithout the longing for what hap-piness “should” be.

Often, I’ve been asked how myhappiness translates into being amilitary wife. How I can handleraising two children alone, cuttingthe grass, learning how to fix theshower when it is clogged, andeven abstaining from intimacy forsuch long periods of time. Theyoften ask if this is how I envisionedmy life, essentially alone. Truth betold, it’s not. As I stand here forthe second time in five years, I’mreminded of all the things I mustface on my own over the nextcoming months. It doesn’t get anyeasier; time can’t teach you how toeliminate your loneliness com-

pletely or to become used to anempty place in your bed. Timedoes, however, show yourstrength, test your endurance, andprove to you that your sacrifice,not only that of your spouse, ismaking a difference. I still falterin my darkest hours; I am onlyhuman. Some days I sit just towatch the very news that I don’twant to hear or find myself in mycloset smelling a sweater that Istill can’t bear to wash.

I don’t deny that it is sometimeshard, or that I sometimes questionmy ability to cope on a dailybasis. I do tell them that, in theend, it is worth it. The trials andadversities become small and

insignificant when I glance at thetan boots littered around my housethat bring a sense of pride that isunexplainable. I know I am whereI should be when I picture the backof a uniform turning to offer onelast wave before a long absence.Even as he walks away, I am moreproud of him at that moment thanif he were standing next to me. Sowhen they ask how I feel about notliving their idea of the Americandream, I just smile and reply:“We are the American dream.”

Family photo of Army wife, Tara Puckey with her husband, SGT Bryan Puckey, and daughters Alexa and Brooklyn.

We need your stories! Do you have a Family story to share? If so, email your story (between 650 and 750 words, please)

to [email protected]. If we publish it, you’ll receive $50, just like Tara!

Please include your name, address and telephone number with your submission.We reserve the right to edit all submissions.

All submissions become property of AmeriForce Publishing and may be republishedand used for any purpose.

Tara Puckey is an Army wife who

lives in Indiana with her husband and

two daughters, Alexa and Brooklyn

030 AF s/s 09-Fam stories 5/19/09 12:56 PM Page 6