The Dear Adventure

Video games and I have what you would call a love hate relationship. I love them if it involves games I enjoy and as long as it’s a group activity, I’m a fan of them. Sadly though I more hate them than like them. I hate how they suck the male gender so far into them that they don’t even know up from down and they lose the ability to talk to you while playing. You ask a question and you WILL have to ask a second and sometimes even a third time to get an answer. I don’t enjoy it. Lucky for me I have a husband who no longer plays as much as a 13 year old boy. He plays when I’m at work or if there is absolutely nothing else going on. I’m ok with that. He deserves his un-wind time just as much as I do. We just have different ways of unwinding. I like listening to music and relaxing. He just prefers video games. The thing I most hate about video games though are the war games. They put this idea of glorified war in their minds. Gives them the idea that they should all go and fight in the military and become war heros. Bleh. War is nothing like video games. You don’t get to respawn 10 seconds later and have another shot at the bad guys. One deadly shot and you’re dead for good. Scary. I think video games should be more life-like. Throw a love story in there. Maybe that would make me more interested while watching plus it would show the hardship that the woman goes through with their loved one going off to war. Show all the millions of tears shed, all the empty tissue boxes, the love letters we write, the drinks we share with our girlfriends just to be able to talk to someone about the loneliness we feel. Maybe get us some sympathy. Probably not, but it’s an idea. War is not just a joy stick, good graphics, and an xbox headset it’s a real and hard part of the world we live in. I pray I have the courage to be the support my husband needs when he becomes a real soldier, but for now I choose to be a dead beat video game military wife. No support here. ;]

My husband is currently at the Air Force recruiting office. I always hate to hear that he is heading there. Sends chills down my spine. I hate to think of Scott in any kind of danger and the Air Force could put him in constant danger. Although this is terrifying, I am proud of him for considering this line of work. He wants to protect me and our future family and he feels as though joining the military is going to help to ensure OUR safety even if it doesn’t ensure HIS. Somehow that brings him comfort. He’s proud to be an american and feels like he needs to do his part. In a way I feel like accepting the military lifestyle is a way of me serving as well. I’m not sure how I will react to leaving everything I know and picking up a whole other lifestyle but I know that God has His hand on these plans. If this is His will for our lives then He will provide.

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” -Romans 8:28