Displacement. This word has been in the back of my head ever since we moved the first time. Displacement. The dictionary definition of the word is "The moving of something from its place or position." As a military spouse, you kind of feel displaced for awhile. At least I did. And its a weird feeling.…
Well, it's been a little while since I have posted last. But here we go again. It's a new year, a new month, I turned 24 (ah!), and at the end of this January month Brendan, my husband, and I will celebrate our 1 year anniversary!! Oh my time sure does fly by fast. Since…
It's officially December. Do you know how long I've been waiting for it to be December? A long time. Well, actually 6 months but, it feels like a LOT longer. I have been wanting to think and write about what I've learned about being a military spouse so far. Thinking about it, I realized how…
What does it feel like to have a purpose. Is it one purpose your whole life or is it built of many smaller ones with some larger ones in between? What happens to those purposes when you start a career, get married or have kids? What is your purpose? Preparing for our move to Virginia…
One of my favorite new sounds now is the opening of the door when Brendan walks in. Sitting on the couch, or cooking dinner, patiently waiting for his arrival, I suddenly hear the sound of keys in the lock, wiggling the door handle and the peel of the rubber on the inside of the door…
When it comes to decision making I am the worst. My whole life I've always relied on others and their input and guidance to help me with decisions. It's always been my dad, or my brothers and now my husband, Brendan. I don't do the car insurance stuff, or the financing, deciding how much money…
Let me tell you one thing, I am married to the Marine Corps... and my husband. A quote I heard shortly after we moved for TBS was this, "When you marry a Marine you marry the Marine Corps, and get used to the Marine Corps coming first." Kinda like when you marry someone you marry…
Today is just one of those days. Its one of those days where my anxious thoughts are rising and loneliness is right on my shoulder. Brendan is gone in the field for a night doing NLN (Night Land Navigation, they have to find boxes in the dark in the woods.) Days like this I wake up…
Tuesday, June 14th. The day before we left and the day of Maggie's, my sister-in-law, birthday. I had stressed about this day for a long time. This was the day of the hardest goodbye, the last drive around Lincoln, the last night sleeping in a home so familiar to me, and leaving everything familiar behind.…
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