S is for Sally (a Love Story)

Sally was a wonderful wife and Jack knew he was lucky to have her.  How many women would marry a man who had no intention of settling down?  He was a military man, a lifer, and his job meant moving every few years, away from home and away from family.

At first the nomad's life was simple.  With few belongings and no children they could easily pick-up and put-down roots.  Eventually, kids came along and moving got harder.  New houses, new schools, new friends, new doctors, new dentists.  No pets though, dogs and cats did not fit in to their lifestyle.

Sally never complained.  She knew when she married Jack what she was signing up for.  He had a wanderlust that couldn't be tamed.  An enlisted man's salary was pretty measly but Sally never complained.  She budgeted and made sure to sock some away for a rainy day.  When your closest relative is thousands of miles away you have no one to fall back on when things got tough.

Whatever Jack took an interst in so did Sally.  When he began bowling so did she and before long they had joined a league.  Jack loved to watch sports on the weekend and Sally would be sitting right there with him cheering on their favorite teams.  They took up golf together and then fishing.

When Jack retired they bought a motorhome so they could continue traveling.  By now Sally was a grandmother and leaving those grandkids nearly broke her heart.  But before she was a grandmother she was a wife and she loved her husband unconditionally.

When Sally got sick Jack was there for every doctor appointment, surgery, and treatment.  He kept her spirits up and when she could no longer do the things they loved Jack gave them up too. Sally had told Jack she wasn't afraid to die, she just didn't want to leave him. He stayed at Sally's side until the end, and when that time came he held her hand and whispered in her ear that it was o.k. for her to go, he would see her soon.