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What I Need You to Tell Me

What I Need You to Tell Me

by | Feb 11, 2017 | , , , ,

Looking over my calendar for the next few months, I have some exciting things planned. Our spouses’ club is hosting a huge fundraiser that will help raise money for community grants and non-profits in the area. We’ve been planning for months, and I can’t wait to see it executed for a good cause. My two workout besties and I have committed to a different hike each month, with our final hike being Rattlesnake Ridge (Google it…it’s unbelievable). I can’t wait to get to the top, take a ridiculous amount of selfies, then celebrate by gorging at our favorite taco truck. 

With so many events, milestones, and general life stuff, it can be easy for me to forget the most important thing of all…

Hello, Goodbye

Hello, Goodbye

by | Sep 23, 2016 | , , ,

We're still in the middle of our PCS. For the last several weeks we've been visiting our families before we head to the next duty station. In some ways, I find this PCS mentally jarring. Part of me expects to jump on a plane and fly back to Washington even though I...

Next Stop: Funky Town

Next Stop: Funky Town

by | Aug 22, 2016 | , ,

I’ve recently lived (barely) through some intense, life-altering, earth-shattering events. Specifics are best kept for another time, when I’ve had proper sleep, time to comprehend, digest, and process all the things, and there are so many things.

From start ’til now, it’s been a grueling, frustrating, heart-wrenching (and many more “..ings”) 10 months. And while I can see the end will eventually come, no one involved can name a date. So here I am, month 10 of this “event” in my life, and I feel as if I’ve found a specific theme park called “Emotional Rollercoaster City.”

A PCS is Like a Strict Diet

by | Feb 18, 2016 | , ,

PCSes really are like a strict diet. Let me explain.

A PCS really is like a strict diet. Let me explain.

When I was 6 years old, I made my first “official” best friend. Her name was Melody, and we were in the same first grade class. Although I don’t remember a lot from when I was 6 years old, I remember that Melody was, in my 6-year-old world, the best thing to ever happen. We had a lot in common—her dad was in the Navy, so was mine. She was waiting for her front tooth to come in, so was I. We liked the same music. We liked going swimming.

Be Someone’s There

Be Someone’s There

by | Feb 9, 2016 | , , ,

A couple of nights ago, I got a text. Just a few simple words, but they meant so much.

“Hey, are you okay?”

On a scale of 1 to 10, I was at a 7 of not okay. Classes were taking their toll on me, homework was piling up around me, even part-time work seemed like too much, and the house looked like three tornadoes tore through it. All the nopes (my organizational skills can only do so much, apparently).

6 Ways to Make Friends at a New Duty Station

6 Ways to Make Friends at a New Duty Station

by | Jan 25, 2016 | , , ,

Recently, our family PCS’d to my husband’s new duty station assignment. Granted, it’s only about five hours south of the post he was previously assigned to, but for me, it might as well have been a world away. I’m an introvert by nature, and admittedly, I’m only three years into my military spouse journey and still on the learning curve. Although, I’ve been told the learning curve never really goes away because, as soon as you figure out how the military system functions, they decide to change things up!

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