I’m lucky to have been born and brought up in a forward-thinking and broad-minded family which believes that everyone is equal and patriarchy is so yesterday. In fact, it would be erroneous to call this mentality “broad-minded”, because we truly believe that this thinking should be called “normal-minded”. There should be no other way to think.
We bond like crazy in a world of our own. It gives me great joy to hear her giggle at something I said or did. Because when she misses her dad(who has been away sailing for months) that pain pierces right through my heart. I can’t do anything to help the situation. At that moment, I can only put on a brave face and distract her by being happy-happy myself, pretending that it’s not a big deal. So when I’m able to make her laugh it gives me peace knowing that she is happy. I think to myself – “She misses her dad, but for now, I am enough.”
Think of it more as a peek into the life of a shippy wife. Why? Because our strange life is often thought of in the strangest ways by people who are strangers to us. Well, sometimes by some friends also, to be honest. We get a lot of questions as to how we spend our days. So I thought I’ll write about it. I am a Shippy Wife. Whatever comforts I afford and enjoy, comes at the price of not being able to share small joys, trials/tribulations with my husband whenever I want to. I don’t want him to miss out on anything while he is away. So I tend to over-compensate for the time spent apart. Over-sharing, it has become a habit with me.