Losing friendships.
There’s a part of me that was so delusional about military life. I assumed that old friends would always understand when I had to miss an event or party or dinner date because of our distance and my husband’s busy schedule. I assumed they would know they it wasn’t that I didn’t want to be [...]
Play together to stay together.
I’ve learned so much about marriage over the past almost five years of mine. When Tay and I first married, we were just babies at twenty-one and twenty-two-years old. We didn’t know much about the world, but we knew we loved each other and we were each other’s best friend and we wanted nothing more [...]
Wanderlust.
Every now and then, I recognize something about myself that, for whatever reason, I had not realized. Yesterday, Taylor and I spent almost the entire day working on the house. I cleaned up the back yard, raked, and swept, and then moved inside to take care of babies and clean. Taylor worked on transitions, quarter [...]
The Military and Spouse “Entitlement.”
I try to avoid political talk here because, you know, people get all crazy when someone brings up politics. I’ll keep this as unpolitical as possible. Let me also start with the fact that I understand that not everyone married to a Soldier appreciates being called an “Military Spouse,” because they are not married to [...]
On the women haters.
In college, finding girlfriends was an easy task. I was surrounded by strong, beautiful, funny women who were searching, just like me, for their place in life. We were all so different, and yet, the commonality of being a young girl in a big world and feeling all alone drew us in close and helped [...]
What only money can buy.
I remember the months leading up to moving into our new home. I would curl up on the couch with a glass of wine, my favorite throw, and my TV set habitually to HGTV. As homes for sale would parade across the screen, I would look at Taylor and moan, “What are they THINKING?! Why [...]
Our first Christmas…
We’ve traveled every year for every holiday of our marriage. With the exception of some delayed Thanksgivings due to too much distance to go for a short weekend, we always pack up all our belongings and babies, fill up our tank of gas, and hit the road. Our holidays have been filled with many wonderful [...]
Tactical Pistol Course.
Last weekend, a few girlfriends and FRG members and I woke up early on Saturday morning, pulled on our work jeans, and hit the range at 8:00AM sharp. What followed was over eight hours and tactical pistol training that included shooting rapid fire shots, shooting while moving, and shooting steel for time. Y’all? It was [...]
This quiet moment.
His breath rolls over my cheek. Strong. Steady. Secure. His heart beats again my ear, firmly in his chest. The strength and health thump true with each solid beat. His thick hand grasps my hip. The fingers are long and substantial. He holds on tightly, as if he is anchoring himself to me while in [...]
When your daddy is a super hero.
Taylor jumps out of planes sometimes. No big deal. I joke with him that he looks like a Lemming following his buddies off a cliff. The idea is just absurd to me. But as you can imagine, it’s pretty damn cool when you’re two-years-old. I started talking the jump up to Sully a few days [...]
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"I'm a twenty-five-year old mama to two little boys and married to the love of my life. I have a serious Diet Coke addiction and a tendency to overshare. My biggest dream is to write a book. A good book that tons of people buy and relate to and love. In the mean time, this is the story of us as we flounder through raising our wild, little boys, moving a million times, and buying and renovating our 1968 Ranch home."
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