Farm Widow?

I take issue with women saying they are “farm widows” or football, golf, or any other activity that men get wrapped up in. I know what they are saying, of course, that they are spending a lot of time alone and the day to day responsibilities of house and children fall to them. I get it. Oh boy do I get it. But I won’t say that I am an “Army Widow” because that is something else entirely. I know lots of women who at different times will refer to themselves as a “widow” even though they are not, I believe they intend it to be a joke of sorts, but I’m not laughing. I am forced to think about it in a more realistic way.
Since I sometimes make mountains out of mole hills, I won’t say anything to these women. Because if they are spending even half as much time as I do on my own, I understand the strain. Then sometimes I want to kick myself for feeling sorry for myself at all. There are women that hold down the fort for a year when their husbands are deployed. Then of course there are the real Army Widows (and all military branches), whose lives are changed forever.