My Military Wife Life, pt. ?

Some musings and thoughts...

I’ve had a fabulously interesting life thus far, I must say. My early years were spent in the desert Southwest, surrounded by loving family. I spent all my growing-up years in the same town, with my grandparents close by.  It was a great way to be raised, and I can close my eyes still and see the rugged mountains, feel the scorching heat, and smell the fresh tortillas.

Fast forward a bunch of years…as a military spouse, I’ve lived in 9 different locations (so far) all around the globe, from Guam to Germany, North Dakota to Texas.  People and what they do and why they do what they do has always fascinated me, and I truly enjoy people-watching. 

And apparently we are fascinating as well, when we just don’t ‘get’ some things. Like why anyone would eat, say, poi or blood sausage or escargot on a regular basis. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, I just don’t get it.  J

Moving a lot, like we have done, can be very hard on military ‘brats’, the kids.  I probably underestimate how difficult it is for them, in my desire to emphasize the positive. But I know one good thing that has come out of it has been that my kids have a much broader view of the world than I did at their age. They've seen a lot, both good and bad, and experienced much at such young ages. So they tend to take people at face value, and are very open, in so many ways.

I think that’s a pretty good way to view life, letting it unfold.

On a completely different note, I am proud to announce that a piece I wrote will be included in an upcoming book for deployed spouses titled Fighting Fear, Winning the Battle at Home, along with another piece that has been accepted for the Chicken Soup for the Soul book, Devotional Stories for Tough Times  I’m blessed...and humbled.