It’s a Thursday that feels like a Monday and I don’t know how else to say it. The power turned off last night at 4:00 in the morning which woke all the girls up, good morning mama, let’s begin our day. A day it will be, a day for the books, really- one kid has been sick since actual February and … [Read more...] about Light a fire, you lovely brave ones. Your grit gives me mine.
The morning that Lane deployed to Iraq for nine months, I wake up to my alarm and immediately kick my foot over to his side of the bed- is he still here? Has it started yet? Is he still here, though? He’s still there, but not for long and we drive him to the parking lot, early morning … [Read more...] about The Sameness of Grief and the Courage to Love
All five of us, miracle of miracles, sit at the dinner table, eating chicken that Lane grilled and potatoes that I made just like any other family in America. Our conversation drifts to the following weekend and I mention a BBQ that we have been invited to- can we go to that? “Oh, no, … [Read more...] about When Being a Military Wife Feels Too Hard
I was tucking you into bed last night and you reached up quick and put your chubby little hands around my neck and whispered a question “Is Daddy coming home this year, or the next one?” I didn’t even think, I crawled right into that bed that’s three-sizes-too-small for me and pulled you in … [Read more...] about A letter to my military child, during the month that’s just for you
After the ceremony, Brennan is driving with Lane in the back of his truck, she’s wearing her special pink floral dress because it twirls and he’s wearing his dress uniform because that’s what soldiers do with ceremonies this important. His boots are polished while her shoes sparkle, and she’s … [Read more...] about We Are the Lucky Ones: Sisterhood, Courage, and Love That’s Strong Like a Circle
It’s the evening, Lane looks at me and says “You know what today was, right?” “Absolutely no clue.” “I could have gotten out today. Today marks the end of my initial three-year commitment to the Army.” It’s post-dinnertime and I’m standing at the sink while he clears the table, elbows deep … [Read more...] about Don’t quit. If you don’t quit then I won’t either.