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.
Were you to ask how I’ve been doing, I’d probably say fine. Because really, we’re fine, it’s been fine. Hasn’t it all been fine? And then it’s entirely obvious we’re not fine at all. I wouldn’t say I’ve been completely aware of all of the things building into this crescendo, because so much of … [Read more...] about This is the kind of love that will heal a broken heart
We’re driving in the car, running errands, spending our Saturday trying to distract our minds and fill the time when I hear her say from the back of the van, with a little bit of a sigh in her voice: “Mama?” “Yes, baby?” “I forget what he looks like.” “Who?” “Daddy. I can’t remember the … [Read more...] about in which I paint an honest picture of what it’s like to be a military wife