A couple weeks ago I went on a date with my dh and we watched Battle:LA.  On it, they have a war-cry: Retreat, Hell.  They yell it back and forth to motivate each other.  And it’s pretty frickin  motivating, I gotta say. Even I wanted to fight the aliens by the end. My dh’s regiment also has a motto. Perseverance. So it’s no Retreat, HELL.  But it’s still…. okay, so I am sure it has a very impressive battle story. Or maybe if you have tanks you don’t really need a fancy motto? Now, I can’t say that my dh’s Regimental Motto comes to mind all that often, or ever, but this week, it sorta did. I have been spending a lot of time thinking about what it means to be a good wife to my dh in his chosen field.  Loving a combat soldier is hard. To be honest, I think love is hard. And all relationships have challenges. But this is the one I have, and some days it seems like it can be entirely uphill. So for motivation, I started taking a look at the women I saw around me. And that’s where Perseverance  took on a new meaning for me.  Because it’s definition has come to describe for me the virtue that I see most in the strong women I have met. It’s B. who has moved 9 times in her marriage and endured 5 tours.  Who has taken time to home school her kids despite the pressure and stress of running the house alone. It’s C. who has a handful of deployments under her belt and still stands willing to…