Another month has come and gone, and it was one of the hardest but most productive ones so far. We’re officially 1/3 of the way through this, and I can’t believe that summer is almost over! The mornings and nights are getting cooler here, and after the horrible humidity, I’m embracing it. I’m almost ready for the hot cider, flannels, and trips to the fair. Almost. Continue reading
It was hour 2 of sitting in the classroom, surrounded by other military spouses, and it was safe to say I was a bit lost. Looking around the room, I could see the same desperate expression on everyone’s face. We had just been given a fire hose of information, and I was now lugging around a tote bag of packets and folders that were supposed to tell me how to transition into this next year. “How to deal with deployment”. The information was practical, helpful in some cases, and rather obvious in others. But nonetheless, I clung to it like the last life raft on a sinking ship. Continue reading
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
This weekend officially marks 3 months since Kyle deployed, and this month flew by. I’ve always thought that as soon as we hit July 4th, the rest of the summer just escapes me. I can’t believe we’re ¼ way through this! The next few months are already filled with some great plans, and it feels like it’ll be fall before we know it. Continue reading
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
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
Among the many situations we are faced with in military life, it’s hard to have an answer or plan for everything. I’m a textbook over-thinker, but even after going over every possible scenario, I’ve been taken by surprise a time or two. Kyle and I have always worked as a team to overcome the obstacles and challenges of a busy schedule, and the common inconveniences that come up. We’ve discussed the possible emergencies we could face, and multiple ways for dealing with them. Continue reading
The ‘D’ word can be a pretty dark subject among many military families, and I can’t say that ours is an exception. Deployment carries so many other things with it: separation, anxiety, loneliness, “danger”, etc. We worry about everything, from staying safe at home alone, to the many thing that could happen to our loved one. Whether it’s 6 months or a year, it’s hard to look past the days, weeks, and months as they build up before our eyes. It’s hard to accept that our lives together are on hold, while our lives as individuals continue on. Continue reading
Sitting here, 10 feet away from my older brother, I see a different man than I used to. He was always the quiet one, the soft one, the sensitive one. I always felt older.
But now I feel small, and young; like we’re 5 and 9 again and I’m looking to him for guidance. Like we’re lost somewhere in the woods after exploring for hours, and it feels okay because he always gets us back. Everything is okay because he has the answers. Continue reading