Do some deployments really go home on time?
I’m just so over it.
Homecoming is supposed to be this month. Instead, they extended it another three months. What’s frustrating is that this isn’t the first time. Last deployment was supposed to be six months… it turned into nine.
I understand how the military works. Missions change. Timelines shift. Nothing is ever truly guaranteed. I know all of that.
But what I don’t understand is why they give families these return dates when they so often end up changing. Sometimes I wish they’d just say, “Plan for a year,” and if they get to come home early, then it’s a wonderful surprise. Instead, you spend months counting down to a date, letting yourself believe it’s finally almost over, only to have that finish line moved again.
You get a timeline and you tell yourself not to get your hopes up. But there’s always that tiny sliver of hope that maybe, just maybe, this time they’ll actually come home when they said they would.
And when that hope gets crushed… it hurts every single time. And especially for the kids.
Disappointed, but not surprised. Just so effin over it.