Well it happened again! My husband was transferred for the fifth time in 10 days and, again, I have no idea why. Because we can't talk on the phone and it is too far to visit, the fear of the unknown and the speculative process that you go through when you can't hear, from the mouth of your spouse, how they really are is enough to break you if you let it. At times like this, you have to ask yourself one question and there is only one answer that matters. Is this person you love with all of your heart and would do anything for worth it? Ask any prison wife and she will undoubtedly answer "you bet your ass" without even batting an eye. It is that commitment that all prison wives have for their husbands - unwavering, relentless and solid.
Being a prison wife is not for the weak or the weak minded. There is something about the strength of a prison wife - the ability to, against all odds and perhaps someone else's better judgement, stand by her husband, support him and love him, raise her family, work her job, rally the troops when needed, and continue to put one foot in front of the other that is truly inspiring and sometimes downright exhausting but we do it, for the love of our children, for the love of our husbands and most importantly, for the love of ourselves.
So, to all the prison wives, I dedicate this post to all of you. Keep putting one foot in front of the other. Stay strong. Stay committed. Stay you!