My wife was in the sword arch for a shipmate's wedding last weekend. It's not very often I catch her in dress uniform, so I brought along the camera and took a ton of pictures, these are some of the better ones.
I think it amuses Ruth that I get so picture-happy when she's in a dress uniform, although she does admit that she looks good all decked out and wearing her bling.
Certainly, I think she's gorgeous and I love the symbolism in the uniform. Beyond that, over time these pictures in her dress uniform will tell the story of every step in her unique journey, as she progressed from Recruit to Petty Officer to getting her commission. I want our kids and their kids to know her story and learn the lesson that no one is defined by where or how they grew up, but by their willingness to work and not give up. She'll be the first to tell you that some of those medals are of the "just happened to be here" or "perfect attendance" variety, but there's others that signify hard work and achievements she's right to be proud of.
Most days she tells me "it's just a job" and she has a point. A lot of her days as an officer aren't much different than mine were running a helpdesk: Sit in front of a computer, sit through long meetings, check up on projects, make some calls, send some reports. Even the Navy's day-to-day "working" uniforms reflect the reality that far more time is spent preparing to fight than actually fighting.
These special occasions and the symbols that go with them are part of what makes her job "...more than just a job..." as the old advertisement put it.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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3 comments:
Hubba hubba!
Uh, ma'am! Yes ma'am! (Or is it "sir?" I should know these things)
Bring on the Ruth bling!
Thanks Megan. Glad you're enjoying the blog, even if life isn't making it easy for me to update as often as I'd like.
And Paul, it's ma'am. Call her sir at your peril.
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