It is a well-known fact in military families, that when the husband (or in some cases wife) leave to do their job away from home, be it for a short time or a long time, inevitably there will be ‘gremlins.’
By this I mean, the family vehicle will take that opportunity to get a flat tire, or the transmission will go out. The kitchen sink will suddenly become clogged, or the toilet will refuse to flush. The dishwasher will break, or the refrigerator will suddenly break down. And we, the spouse left-behind, will be left alone to fix it. Incidentally, it is almost always the case that the gremlins will involve part of the household duties that the remaining spouse generally doesn’t handle. It’s just part of the rules of military life and separations. We learn early to expect it.
To be honest, we’ve had a relatively small amount of gremlins during DH’s many short and long times away. Anything that has happened has been minor enough that I could sort through it on my own. For the detachments and deployments of last year, I was home with my folks’ most of the time so I guess maybe the male-presence of Dad helped ward off the gremlins.
However: instead of gremlins, it seems we get major family medical emergencies or other major crises.
It’s been a pretty crappy 2 years or so. It really, really has, though we don’t forget how blessed we are anyway.
But almost every time husband has been “out” or even just his group was “out” and he was on “stay-back crew” terrible things have happened in immediate and extended family.
His first Detachment, his Uncle’s diabetes spun out of control, his blood pressure sky-rocketed, and he went into a coma that they were not sure he would awake from. He did pull through ok.
The next one, Husband was on stay-back crew because I was 39 weeks pregnant, and my grandmother died.
The next one, we found out that my mother’s tumors were progressing rapidly.
The next one, my Mom died.
Then it was time for deployment. Things seemed to be perking along ok until Christmas, when husband’s grandfather became very ill, and passed away. Shortly after his grandmother had some health problems as well.
And that brings us to this latest little one… Husband’s brother lost a good portion of his belongings to a house-fire earlier this week, and our littlest nephew took a nasty, nasty fall and had to be rushed to the ER. He should be released from the hospital tomorrow, but what a terrible thing for such a tiny little guy, and his family, to go through.
I know it is likely a spurious correlation. We’ve had other terrible things happen in the last two years that have occurred when he was home. The problem is probably just that our family has had a run of lousy luck lately. But sometimes you just gotta question the universe or God or whatever.
Makes me wish we could tell the Navy that husband has to get out for the safety of our family members. (If only!)
Anyway–to the universal powers that be and that think that there must be such difficulties every time he is away from home, I say simply this:
Bring on the gremlins!!!!! And leave our family ALONE!!!!