Her name is Nancy, and she is a rebel. We have lived together for going on 7 years now. She puts up with a tonne of crap, from long periods away, crazy partying, to a tonne of 'red' dusty laundry which smells of me and diesel, and more, including two moves, one interstate at that!
Aside from that, she is into it, attends parties, socialises with other members wifes and GF's (even having BBQs and swimming here at our place), and she is keen to know exactly what I do. She is proud of me, and I am of her for putting up with so much.
Last month she had drove 40km, and parked along the Bruce Hwy, and waved out to every convoy of LAVs as we headed up to Wide Bay. I was suprised to see her, and honked my LAV's horn like mad to 'ack' her. Personally that meant alot to me.
Not long ago, after a long crappy day, I had a DO tour sprung on me at the last moment, and had a wicked early start in the am, I had decided to iron my 'polys' (our Dress uniform) in the morning early, and racked out right after evening tea (translation - supper). When I got up at 0400 to do my kit, she had them all done for me. Yes, I am totally ANAL about my creases etc, but she did an excellent job, and got to lay in bed for another hour before a 24hr duty on a Saturday.
I know I take her for granted sometimes, but I am bloody lucky to have her. She is the best! Soon, I will be gone for over 6 months. It won't be easy for her, as I am not going to the safest place in the world, and every time the phone rings, she'll be on a rollercoaster. I know that, but she'll cope, I know that too.
Here she is in one of our gun cars, and croc watching on the Adelaide River in the Northern Territory.
As Reserves or Regulars, our partners do cop it, that we can all admit.
Here's to ya's :cheers: ladies!
Cold beers,
Wes
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