as submitted by Ashley Prince
From the time I was a little girl, I have always been very independent. I don’t ask for help unless I have exhausted every possible solution to a problem I may have. I don’t depend on anyone for my success. And I don’t depend on anyone for my happiness.
When I became an Army wife, it seems like everyone (except my mom) forgot this. When my husband deployed in March, everyone was just waiting for me break down. And it never happened. It won’t happen.
It seems there is this confusion in the world because an Army wife is seen as a “dependent.” That is our legal name on paperwork and ID. I hate this word. It makes us seem like everything we do is dependent upon our husband. But what happens when our husband is deployed? Are we supposed to just sit on our hands, cry, and moan until he comes home? No.
We keep living. We keep going day to day. We keep on going to school. We keep on working. We keep on taking care of kids. We keep on taking care of the house. We keep on paying the bills. We keep on going to social engagements. We keep on keeping on.
Just because Army wives are “dependents” doesn’t mean we have to be dependent. We can be and are independent.