I thought I knew what love was. You know, it’s not just a feeling, it’s a choice. I was told my feelings would come and go so I needed to base my love on a choice. Sure, I get that. I counsel that. Then I had kids. This year has deepened my understanding of love…
Military Life
Military life. It’s such an odd thing. The other day someone was talking to Annabelle about George Washington. In an attempt to show that she knew who he was, she promptly snapped to attention, saluted, and then bowed in respect. Her little brain pulled her respect handles from Okinawa and the military, then merged them…
Grateful for Perspectives
Military life is colorful. There are many races, religions, political views, nationalities and football teams represented. It has been my joy to be able to interact with many of these people…well except for the Patriot haters of course. Yesterday, I was able to talk to my friend from China. She is teaching mandarin at a…
Community Life
There is something unique about military life overseas, especially if you live on base housing. It’s an oasis of people who do life similarly to you in a dessert of unfamiliar culture. We have a Facebook group that lets people know when most of the food at the commissary is expired or missing, which pizza…
Grace Filled Ballet
I have never been characterized by grace. I would often trip playing soccer, stumble over hurdles, and walk into poles. My attire every day is one of my many Patriots t-shirt and jean shorts and I look forward to warmer weather so I can lounge comfortably in sweatpants all day. My foot has also found…