I walked out of the building where I dropped off my husband with mixed emotions. I was feeling sad, but at the same time I was glad that this deployment was getting underway so that we could get it over with.
Our son was holding my hand and jumping, just as happy as he could be. He was totally oblivious to the fact that he wouldn’t be seeing his Dada for a while.
The deployment had begun.
As much as you want to remember everything that you need to do before the deployment, chances are that you won’t.
While we were in the auditorium, waiting for my husband to leave, he remembered that I needed to crank his motorcycle up for five minutes to let some stablizer stuff circulate through the engine. The problem was that he was supposed to show me what to do before he left.
So there we were, in the auditorium, with my husband trying to explain to a person with absolutely no literacy in motorcyles, how to crank it up. He was telling me how to do it, but every time he explained it, he gave me a different instruction.
By the time he finished, I was slightly confused, but had the basic idea together.
The day after my husband left, I decided to crank the motorcycle up. I put the key in the ignition, turned it to the on switch, and pressed the button below a red button that he told me about.
What was I doing wrong?
I tried it several more times, sure that I was doing it right, but the doggone thing wouldn’t crank.
At this point, I started to think that something was wrong with me that I couldn’t figure out how to crank up a motorcycle.
I mean, how many degrees does it take to crank up a motorcycle???
I decided to leave it alone before I messed something up.
I let go of my pride and called one of my husband’s friends to get some help. He actually found it quite humorous, just like I knew he would.
Everyone has their day of embarrassment, right?
But the best thing about it was that my husband actually forgot to tell me about one more crucial step. With help over the phone from my husband’s friend, I was finally able to get the motorcycle cranked.
Moral of the story: During deployments, you often have to ask for help. This principle actually goes against everything I was taught because I was raised to be very independent. I like to try and figure out things by myself. But sometimes, you have to rely on others to get things accomplished.
Now that I look back, it wasn’t that bad after all.