This check-in is coming a bit late due to Thanksgiving last week, and all the Black Friday craziness. BUT, It’s official: we’ve entered the holiday season! I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Part of me is really excited because I absolutely love this time of year. But another part of me is somewhat solemn knowing that my favorite part of the holidays is sharing in the fun activities with my husband.
WOAHHHH We’re halfway there! Sorry, I had to.
This week officially marks five months since we started this crazy journey. It also marks the change into Fall; another season that I’ll miss sharing with my husband. But I have to admit, it’s exciting to see another season come and go, knowing that we’re only that much closer to homecoming. Continue reading “5 Month Check-In”
I’ve always been an independent person. In high school and college, I never felt an overwhelming need to be the center of anything, and you wouldn’t find me in large groups of people on any given day. It wasn’t a matter of fitting in, because I could find a way to get along with even the most difficult of people. It was just that I preferred having a few close friends that really cared and understood me, than a ton of friends that I only saw once in a while.
After Kyle joined the military, I found that there were very few people I could relate to. My very close friends stuck by me, and we fumbled our way through the first couple years. But meeting new friends could be quite the challenge. I would tell them that my boyfriend (at the time) had left for Basic Training, and the general response was that it must be “so romantic!” Like every military relationship is a Dear John novel. I came to realize that explaining what the military is really like to someone who hasn’t experienced it is like trying to nail Jell-O to a tree. Continue reading “Finding Your Tribe As A Military Spouse”
“When will he come home?”, “Will he be here for my party?”, “He won’t deploy again for a while, right?” We’ve all gotten them. The never ending, sometimes prying questions that force us to stop for a moment and collect ourselves. Questions that strike us as being so insensitive or disconnected, that we genuinely wonder why someone would ask. Throw in the occasional, “How do you do it?”, and you’ve covered all your bases. Continue reading “The Real Questions We Ask Ourselves As Military Spouses”
The first true separation that Kyle and I ever had was in 2013 for his initial military training. He swore in at the beginning of April, and we knew right away that he would be leaving in July. At the time, we were still just dating and had been together for about 2 years, but we hadn’t moved in together yet. As July got closer, we spent those last days on the beach or eating at some of his favorite places, trying to avoid the thought of what was ahead. Continue reading “The 5 Key Predeployment Conversations”
Hello lovelies and happy Wednesday! I must say, I was pretty thrilled that we had a holiday last week because it really made the week go by faster for me. I spent the holiday with family and friends, and I returned to work feeling much more refreshed knowing how close we were to the weekend.
Over the weekend, we attended the Yellow Ribbon Ceremony for Kyle’s unit. I didn’t know exactly what to expect, since this is the first deployment that I’ve been through with him. For those of you who haven’t experienced this yet or aren’t familiar, a Yellow Ribbon Ceremony is for spouses, children, and other family members to gain insight into what their deployed service member will be doing each day, and we can prepare for the separation. We take classes on how to handle emergencies, how to nurture our relationship, OPSEC, benefits, and even care packages. It was a long weekend, but I got some great tips to keep us thriving through this challenging year. Continue reading “The Love Languages of Deployment”
I remember the day we found out about Kyle’s deployment like it was yesterday. Since it was the first one, the moment has hung in my mind for a long time. It had been just a normal drill weekend, and I tidied up our apartment while I waited for him to get home. It was a Sunday in August, and the sun was still beaming through our shades as I folded laundry upstairs. I heard the hum of his car as he pulled in the drive, rounding the corner into his usual spot. I listened, as I have many times before, as he pulled his backpack out of the backseat and made his way up the steps. I waited for the nob to turn before making my way to the top of the stairs to greet him. Continue reading “What They Don’t Tell You About Deployment”
I’ve thought about this a lot lately. I think that to some extent, we all have. The world that we live in is changing, and it’s no longer a choice of whether or not we’re along for the ride. It’s happening; the change is here. Continue reading “What Freedom Means In The United States Of America”