She walks down the center aisle of the chapel – shoulders back, head held high, dog tags around her neck. She carries her six-month-old son in her arms. They are there to say goodbye to the daddy he never really got to know. I sat there near the back in a simple black dress, my … [Read more…]
I’ve always felt like Military Spouse Appreciation Day was a bit of a joke. Why? Because the only people who tell me they appreciate me are my fellow milspouses and so I say, “Back at-cha” and move on with my normal day. But this year feels different. I’ll be honest, I had no intention of writing … [Read more…]
Now, we are on the other side, but the prayer remains answered and the love for this community hasn’t gone away. Some days I wish I could just walk away and stop thinking about it but I can’t.
You can take the milspouse out of the military, but you can’t take the military out of the milspouse.
My husband bares no physical scars from war. But the scars on his mind and our hearts and our little family remain.
It’s within an hour of midnight on the evening of our last official day in the Army. I just finished watching about three straight hours of science fiction television, and even at the lowest setting, this screen is too bright for my over-tired eyes. I was lying in bed with the remnants of that last … [Read more…]
Moving Day 1 dawned lovely, warm, and sunny. We woke up around 6am because the movers had said they would be there between 8 and 9 am. I was scurrying around trying to stuff all of our “do not pack” items into a closet so they wouldn’t get packed by the packers. When the Army … [Read more…]
Yesterday was my husband’s first day as a…civilian? I want to say civilian. But as we are still “employed” by the Army for another 2 1/2 months, and officially on leave, it’s not quite time to say that. But he’s done with the Army and has no further obligations. I feel like I should write … [Read more…]
Today I am participating in a weekly feature on lisajobaker.com called Five Minute Fridays. Bloggers are given a writing prompt (topic) and told to write for *five minutes. “No *editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.” Today’s topic is “Afraid.” GO. “Afraid.” Nah…I’m not doing that one. But a few moments later, I heard another voice: What are you … [Read more…]