The Military Wife
Author Unknown
The Good Lord was creating a model for military wives and was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared. She said, "Lord, you seem to be having trouble with this one. What's wrong with the standard model?" The Lord replied, "Have you see the specs on this order? She has to be completely independant, posses the qualities of both mother and father, be the perfect hostess to 4 or 40 with an hours notice, run on black coffee, handle every emergency imaginable without a manual, be able to carry on cheerfully, even if she is pregnant and has the flu, and she must be willing to move to a new location 10 times in 17 years. And yes, she must have six pairs of hands."
The angel shook her head. "Six pairs of hands? No way!" The Lord continued, "Don't worry, we will make other military wives to help her. And we will give her an unusually strong heart so it can swell with pride in her husbands achievements, sustain the pain of seperations, beat soundly when she is overworked and tired, and be large enough to say, "I understand", when she doesn't and say
"I love you", regardless.
"Lord," said the angel, touching his arm gently, "go to bed and get some rest. You can finish this tomorrow." "I can't stop now," said the Lord. "I am so close to creating something unique. Already this model heals herself when she is sick, can put up six unexpected guests for the weekend, wave goodbye to her husband from a pier, runway, or depot and understand why it's important that he leave."
The angel circled the model of the military wife, looked at it closely and sighed, "It looks fine, but it is too soft." "She might look soft," replied the Lord, "but she has the strength of a lion. You would not believe what she can endure." Finally the angel bent over and ran her fingers across the cheek of the Lord's creation. "There's a leak," she announced. "something is wrong with the construction. I'm not surprised that it has cracked. You are trying to put to much into this model." The Lord appeared offened at the angel's lack of confidence. "What you see is not a leak," he said "it's a tear." "A tear? What is it there for? asked the angel. The Lord replied, "It's for joy, sadness, pain, disappointment, loneliness, pride, and a dedication to all the values that she and her husband hold dear." "You are a genius!" exclaimed the angel. The Lord looked puzzeled and relpied, "I didn't put it there."
